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 Iran and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Amazonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls 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?
Icehouse,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dead Boys,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Invisible,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Michelle Simonal,
Warsaw,
Camberwell Now,
Los Fastidios,
Pantytec,
The Cure,
In Retrospect,
48th St. Collective,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Juan Atkins,
Lyres,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Halsall,
the Human League,
Lucky Dragons,
Slave,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Association,
Josef K,
Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Lakeside,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
Supertramp,
Fluxion,
Sandy B,
Chrome,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fela Kuti,
Khruangbin,
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
The Smiths,
Joy Division,
Easy Going,
AZ,
Heaven 17,
Q and Not U,
Eric Dolphy,
Ohio Players,
Pagans,
Ronan,
This Heat,
JFA,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.