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 Nepal 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Laurel Aitken 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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dark Day,
The Litter,
Maleditus Sound,
Alton Ellis,
Radiohead,
JFA,
Terry Callier,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
Morten Harket,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
The Star Department,
Warsaw,
Eddi Front,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
48th St. Collective,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronnie Foster,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
In Retrospect,
The Mummies,
Albert Ayler,
Crash Course in Science,
Sugar Minott,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Invisible,
Jawbox,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-102,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Henry Cow,
Alison Limerick,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Lebanon Hanover,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kayak,
Amazonics,
Mantronix,
Monolake,
The United States of America,
Rufus Thomas,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.