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 Laos and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 Tears for Fears to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Lalo Schifrin,
Motorama,
Wally Richardson,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Grass Roots,
The Trojans,
The Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Index,
Simply Red,
Dark Day,
Supertramp,
Aaron Thompson,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Skatalites,
Gichy Dan,
The Dead C,
Sun Ra,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
Skarface,
MDC,
The Motions,
The Cure,
Lalann,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fuzztones,
David Bowie,
Swans,
Brass Construction,
The Evens,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
MC5,
Quando Quango,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Outsiders,
Tommy Roe,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Bauhaus,
Spoonie Gee,
Wings,
Pierre Henry,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Radiohead,
Harry Pussy,
T.S.O.L.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.