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 Sierra Leone and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 Quadrant to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Evens,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
Jerry's Kids,
Urselle,
Leonard Cohen,
Duran Duran,
Blake Baxter,
Heaven 17,
Quadrant,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pierre Henry,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
The Last Poets,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Matthew Bourne,
Joy Division,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blackbyrds,
Matthew Halsall,
Spandau Ballet,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nas,
Deadbeat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mandrill,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
Excepter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Echospace,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Schoolly D,
Loose Ends,
Ronnie Foster,
Swans,
Lyres,
DNA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
FM Einheit,
the Swans,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
Minnie Riperton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.