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 India and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron 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 Pierre Henry 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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Prince Buster,
Idris Muhammad,
Tim Buckley,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
Chrome,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Loose Ends,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantytec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
kango's stein massive,
R.M.O.,
Motorama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fatback Band,
Scrapy,
Bang On A Can,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger,
Deadbeat,
Mandrill,
Organ,
Faraquet,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nik Kershaw,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Lynne,
Interpol,
Excepter,
The Dead C,
John Cale,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Judy Mowatt,
Vladislav Delay,
Procol Harum,
LL Cool J,
Nico,
Arthur Verocai,
Colin Newman,
Kurtis Blow,
Lyres,
Sällskapet,
Donny Hathaway,
The Martian,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
L. Decosne,
Marc Almond,
Moss Icon,
Accadde A,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacob Miller,
Byron Stingily,
Stereo Dub,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.