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 Malaysia 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Hoover to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Shoche,
Gabor Szabo,
Thompson Twins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visage,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
Ohio Players,
Sight & Sound,
The Offenders,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Finger,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Saccharine Trust,
Delta 5,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T.S.O.L.,
Flipper,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
CMW,
Jacques Brel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris Corsano,
Gastr Del Sol,
Laurel Aitken,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skarface,
Television Personalities,
Black Moon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Audionom,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Infiniti,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slits,
Supertramp,
Camberwell Now,
The Moleskins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Scientists,
Swans,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.