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 Zambia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dead C,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
Livin' Joy,
Prince Buster,
Tomorrow,
Oneida,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pagans,
Faraquet,
Maurizio,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
Bang On A Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Essential Logic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Womack,
Jacques Brel,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
The Detroit Cobras,
Blossom Toes,
Eli Mardock,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joensuu 1685,
48th St. Collective,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
EPMD,
Colin Newman,
Joey Negro,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Al Stewart,
Fad Gadget,
Saccharine Trust,
Qualms,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
X-102,
Terry Callier,
Max Romeo,
Swell Maps,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Nation of Ulysses,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.