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 United Kingdom and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Victims to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Half Japanese,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Moss Icon,
Lungfish,
Aswad,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
KRS-One,
Model 500,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alison Limerick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Altered Images,
Arthur Verocai,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Au Pairs,
Desert Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Lynne,
Warsaw,
Magma,
Al Stewart,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
A Certain Ratio,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
The Index,
Los Fastidios,
Stereo Dub,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hashim,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dead C,
Sam Rivers,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Newcleus,
Lakeside,
The Martian,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
the Germs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.