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 St Lucia and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Modern Lovers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Litter,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
The Kinks,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultravox,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
Morten Harket,
Anthony Braxton,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Urselle,
KRS-One,
Magma,
New York Dolls,
Fela Kuti,
Jeff Lynne,
Bronski Beat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül,
Whodini,
Deadbeat,
ABBA,
Yusef Lateef,
MDC,
EPMD,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Sight & Sound,
Rekid,
Pole,
Delon & Dalcan,
Index,
Clear Light,
The Fortunes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alison Limerick,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Shoche,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.