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 Ivory Coast and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Procol Harum,
Janne Schatter,
The Vogues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
Ludus,
Mission of Burma,
The Gladiators,
MDC,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
The Stooges,
Sandy B,
U.S. Maple,
Technova,
Wings,
June Days,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Nils Olav,
10cc,
MC5,
David Axelrod,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Kerrie Biddell,
World's Most,
Henry Cow,
Flipper,
The Fall,
The Toasters,
Robert Görl,
Black Flag,
Graham Central Station,
Tommy Roe,
Kevin Saunderson,
Whodini,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
OOIOO,
Terry Callier,
Ronnie Foster,
Cal Tjader,
cv313,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smiths,
Loose Ends,
June of 44,
The Birthday Party,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.