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 Singapore and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scientists to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Camouflage,
ABBA,
Stetsasonic,
Symarip,
Ponytail,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
Josef K,
The Raincoats,
Ultimate Spinach,
Avey Tare,
The Mojo Men,
Blancmange,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Mantronix,
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
the Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
The Doors,
Intrusion,
Nirvana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
Mark Hollis,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Rundgren,
David Bowie,
Slick Rick,
Bang On A Can,
Cheater Slicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Groovy Waters,
Deepchord,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Underground Resistance,
Donald Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
Sexual Harrassment,
Procol Harum,
Swell Maps,
Roxy Music,
The Moody Blues,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
Royal Trux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Motorama,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.