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 Egypt and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 cv313 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Q and Not U,
The Saints,
The Doors,
Yusef Lateef,
New York Dolls,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
Alton Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Yellowson,
Dead Boys,
John Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Y Pants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
AZ,
Joyce Sims,
The Selecter,
Terry Callier,
Barry Ungar,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Star Department,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cal Tjader,
Rapeman,
a-ha,
Charles Mingus,
Organ,
Lou Christie,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Piero Umiliani,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Blossom Toes,
Angry Samoans,
Japan,
Unwound,
The Move,
Aloha Tigers,
David Bowie,
Robert Wyatt,
Bob Dylan,
Nirvana,
L. Decosne,
Fat Boys,
B.T. Express,
Laurel Aitken,
Tim Buckley,
Ohio Players,
Marc Almond,
Marvin Gaye,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.