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 Fiji and from London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Bill Near to the punk 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Susan Cadogan,
Swans,
The Stooges,
Pole,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Germs,
The Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
Toni Rubio,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül II,
Cluster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monolake,
Moby Grape,
Fat Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Althea and Donna,
the Swans,
Bill Near,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
The United States of America,
Sun City Girls,
The Doors,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Groovy Waters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sandy B,
ABBA,
Brothers Johnson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Magma,
Prince Buster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Enemy,
Eric Dolphy,
Vainqueur,
Bauhaus,
Piero Umiliani,
Nik Kershaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Kayak,
Neu!,
Parry Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
Quantec,
DNA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.