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 Norway and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Dolphy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Toasters,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Motorama,
The Tremeloes,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bad Manners,
Andrew Hill,
Robert Görl,
New Age Steppers,
Magazine,
Zero Boys,
Television,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sonics,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Suburban Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
Donald Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fatback Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Cluster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Con Funk Shun,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lungfish,
Los Fastidios,
Rakim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
FM Einheit,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Index,
Ohio Players,
U.S. Maple,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Gang Dance,
Altered Images,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.