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 Vietnam 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 AZ to the jazz 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Darondo,
Pantaleimon,
Arcadia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
D'Angelo,
Kayak,
Don Cherry,
The Barracudas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
June Days,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
F. McDonald,
Brass Construction,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Eric Dolphy,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kaleidoscope,
Unwound,
Altered Images,
Sparks,
Bobby Sherman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Tubeway Army,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sandy B,
Joyce Sims,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dead Boys,
One Last Wish,
The Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James White and The Blacks,
Circle Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delta 5,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Piero Umiliani,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.