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 Iraq and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Clear Light,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Divine Comedy,
Joensuu 1685,
Arab on Radar,
Gong,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Sneak,
Sarah Menescal,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sugar Minott,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Seeds,
Los Fastidios,
Scion,
Arthur Verocai,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Busters,
Al Stewart,
Au Pairs,
The Monks,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
Boredoms,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
The Toasters,
Index,
The Index,
Ten City,
Quantec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Danielle Patucci,
Flipper,
Rufus Thomas,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.