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 Cuba 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Holger Czukay 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 Bootsy Collins to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Barrington Levy,
Motorama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Steve Hackett,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Wyatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radio Birdman,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers,
Janne Schatter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Bar-Kays,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
Crime,
Mars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dawn Penn,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Isaac Hayes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Niagra,
Von Mondo,
The Litter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Erykah Badu,
Con Funk Shun,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terry Callier,
K-Klass,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter and Kerry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Modern Lovers,
Porter Ricks,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Wake,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Althea and Donna,
June Days,
Freddie Wadling,
Trumans Water,
T. Rex,
The Residents,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.