Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ghana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Prince Buster to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
ABC,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Görl,
Interpol,
New Age Steppers,
The Toasters,
Neil Young,
The Golliwogs,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Seeds,
The Moody Blues,
The Flesh Eaters,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Harry Pussy,
Prince Buster,
The Real Kids,
Roxette,
Angry Samoans,
Rites of Spring,
CMW,
Basic Channel,
E-Dancer,
Scan 7,
Sun City Girls,
Camberwell Now,
John Cale,
Television Personalities,
The Buckinghams,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Carl Craig,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
Leonard Cohen,
Ten City,
Aaron Thompson,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Metal Thangz,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gastr Del Sol,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Vainqueur,
Donny Hathaway,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flash Fearless,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.