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 Denmark and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 In Retrospect to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cramps,
Pierre Henry,
Mandrill,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Con Funk Shun,
Josef K,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Divine Comedy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
World's Most,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Mills,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
The Gories,
Mo-Dettes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultravox,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Minutemen,
Morten Harket,
Lalann,
Mary Jane Girls,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Fugs,
The Evens,
John Foxx,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Seeds,
Nico,
Jacques Brel,
Moss Icon,
Harry Pussy,
R.M.O.,
Niagra,
Intrusion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Erasure,
Yaz,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.