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 San Marino and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba 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 Tommy Roe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Sam Rivers,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
Nirvana,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Black Pus,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Arcadia,
Swell Maps,
Negative Approach,
Pussy Galore,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
Oneida,
Ronan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Popol Vuh,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed,
Kayak,
Eric Copeland,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
World's Most,
Babytalk,
Ultra Naté,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
Sixth Finger,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
T. Rex,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ten City,
ABC,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vainqueur,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soul II Soul,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
R.M.O.,
Nas,
Derrick May,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.