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 Mongolia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Morten Harket,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Howard Jones,
The Mojo Men,
Nas,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
The Move,
Symarip,
Ken Boothe,
The Gories,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Lou Christie,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
Ornette Coleman,
The Doors,
The Smiths,
Susan Cadogan,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
Parry Music,
Ronnie Foster,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
The Cramps,
Gregory Isaacs,
Maleditus Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Y Pants,
the Swans,
Porter Ricks,
Motorama,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Moebius,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
The Dirtbombs,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Lynne,
Zapp,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.