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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Moody Blues to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The Sound,
Tres Demented,
Little Man,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonny Sharrock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
UT,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Bananas,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sonics,
Kas Product,
Godley & Creme,
Amazonics,
Rekid,
Scientists,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
Silicon Teens,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cluster,
The Five Americans,
Shoche,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Prunes,
Zapp,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Görl,
Deepchord,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Schoolly D,
Yaz,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Television,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mojo Men,
Colin Newman,
David Axelrod,
Gang of Four,
Buzzcocks,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.