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 Uzbekistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Henry Cow to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
Television Personalities,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wasted Youth,
The Stooges,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agent Orange,
Desert Stars,
Ultravox,
Inner City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Freddie Wadling,
The Zeros,
Cameo,
The Gladiators,
The Modern Lovers,
Hashim,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Halsall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
E-Dancer,
Y Pants,
The Index,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Quando Quango,
Lightning Bolt,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Moon,
Motorama,
Wire,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.