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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 Organ to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick Morgan,
Alphaville,
Pantytec,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Techniques,
Soft Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tommy Roe,
Blake Baxter,
Sonic Youth,
The Sonics,
The Trojans,
Aaron Thompson,
This Heat,
Smog,
Chris Corsano,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yazoo,
Janne Schatter,
David McCallum,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sound Behaviour,
F. McDonald,
Albert Ayler,
Joensuu 1685,
Spandau Ballet,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
New York Dolls,
The Martian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The New Christs,
The Selecter,
Basic Channel,
Gang of Four,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
Rosa Yemen,
The Black Dice,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Move,
CMW,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible,
Supertramp,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.