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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Pop Group,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ludus,
Section 25,
The Saints,
Shuggie Otis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barry Ungar,
Main Source,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
The Remains,
Television,
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Josef K,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jandek,
T. Rex,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Lydon,
Adolescents,
Ronan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Donald Byrd,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Niagra,
Stereo Dub,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Halsall,
Wolf Eyes,
Ituana,
Bill Near,
Whodini,
Avey Tare,
Grey Daturas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agent Orange,
The Last Poets,
Sandy B,
Quantec,
Rhythm & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
Black Flag,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
The Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Slits,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.