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 Yemen and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Henry Cow to the dance 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Arthur Verocai,
Sparks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Q and Not U,
The Human League,
Rakim,
Robert Hood,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wings,
Kayak,
The Grass Roots,
Gang Starr,
Ituana,
The Wake,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
Yazoo,
Scrapy,
Lucky Dragons,
Interpol,
Bill Wells,
Agitation Free,
Glenn Branca,
MC5,
The Divine Comedy,
Liliput,
Ronnie Foster,
Das Ding,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lungfish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zapp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Franke,
Malaria!,
The Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
Oneida,
Faust,
Fatback Band,
Tim Buckley,
John Cale,
Niagra,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drexciya,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
Nas,
Michelle Simonal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.