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 Lithuania and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Gap Band to the jazz 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scientists,
The Star Department,
Fugazi,
Adolescents,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sarah Menescal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barry Ungar,
Inner City,
The Misunderstood,
Kenny Larkin,
Pantytec,
Angry Samoans,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Joyce Sims,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Mo-Dettes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
Shoche,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Ten City,
Metal Thangz,
Bluetip,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Qualms,
The Smoke,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yusef Lateef,
Aloha Tigers,
Y Pants,
Spoonie Gee,
The Angels of Light,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
Fatback Band,
Scott Walker,
Anthony Braxton,
Stetsasonic,
Al Stewart,
Kayak,
Gregory Isaacs,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cal Tjader,
F. McDonald,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Pus,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.