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 Estonia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Gong,
Clear Light,
Rufus Thomas,
Man Parrish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kayak,
Junior Murvin,
June Days,
Roger Hodgson,
Outsiders,
Lalann,
Boredoms,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fall,
Yellowson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Slackers,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
Ultimate Spinach,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Womack,
The Angels of Light,
Mars,
Pantytec,
Monks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Unwound,
Vainqueur,
UT,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skaos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers,
The Beau Brummels,
Can,
Duran Duran,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nik Kershaw,
New Age Steppers,
Little Man,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.