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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gichy Dan to the rap 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
Joe Smooth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Franke,
Quando Quango,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
The Residents,
The Fortunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Infiniti,
The Walker Brothers,
Blancmange,
The Pop Group,
Deakin,
Marmalade,
Piero Umiliani,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lungfish,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
Ituana,
Gong,
The Motions,
Yaz,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
The Skatalites,
Joensuu 1685,
Rosa Yemen,
The Durutti Column,
The Fall,
Pole,
Byron Stingily,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Motorama,
Negative Approach,
Amazonics,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rekid,
Moebius,
Buzzcocks,
Sun City Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Swell Maps,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.