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 Italy and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ponytail to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Darondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ice-T,
Audionom,
Erasure,
Man Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
The Techniques,
The Fire Engines,
The Fugs,
Aural Exciters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sun City Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Gang Starr,
The Mummies,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Godley & Creme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric B and Rakim,
Radiohead,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
Japan,
Bill Wells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Drexciya,
kango's stein massive,
the Soft Cell,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fluxion,
Intrusion,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
The Red Krayola,
Subhumans,
Oblivians,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ronan,
CMW,
Crispy Ambulance,
John Cale,
Harmonia,
Johnny Osbourne,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.