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 Canada and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smoke,
The Fall,
Soulsonic Force,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
Joy Division,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minnie Riperton,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gong,
Warren Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Mantronix,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moleskins,
Scion,
Alison Limerick,
Terry Callier,
Barrington Levy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pere Ubu,
Jerry's Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
Kaleidoscope,
Hasil Adkins,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Darondo,
Robert Wyatt,
The Beau Brummels,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
Sister Nancy,
Ken Boothe,
the Swans,
The American Breed,
The Grass Roots,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
Wasted Youth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Absolute Body Control,
Model 500,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Fad Gadget,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
Fatback Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Delta 5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.