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 Switzerland and from Tokyo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slave to the jazz 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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Crime,
Pantaleimon,
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerri Chandler,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
CMW,
The Five Americans,
Altered Images,
Kevin Saunderson,
Steve Hackett,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Eurythmics,
The Cowsills,
Severed Heads,
the Sonics,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Sparks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Warren Ellis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Grass Roots,
Absolute Body Control,
Spandau Ballet,
David McCallum,
Rites of Spring,
The Red Krayola,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Eric Copeland,
Metal Thangz,
Bob Dylan,
Hoover,
Urselle,
Magma,
Rapeman,
the Association,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Almond,
the Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cal Tjader,
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
Chrome,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.