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 Honduras 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grauzone to the dance 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Talk Talk,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Bourne,
The Slackers,
The Five Americans,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visage,
The Golliwogs,
Parry Music,
The Mummies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tommy Roe,
Ultimate Spinach,
Khruangbin,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blossom Toes,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
H. Thieme,
Sparks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boredoms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Second Layer,
Cybotron,
Harmonia,
Simply Red,
Alton Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
cv313,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cameo,
Supertramp,
Soul II Soul,
EPMD,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Radiohead,
Underground Resistance,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
The Searchers,
The Gladiators,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.