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 Netherlands and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the crunk 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Count Five,
the Germs,
The Busters,
Leonard Cohen,
Kaleidoscope,
Bauhaus,
Bluetip,
Minnie Riperton,
8 Eyed Spy,
These Immortal Souls,
The Walker Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
Goldenarms,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Jimmy McGriff,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Womack,
Joe Finger,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Görl,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Liliput,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fortunes,
FM Einheit,
Scrapy,
Sällskapet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Buckinghams,
Frankie Knuckles,
Metal Thangz,
Sparks,
Yaz,
Isaac Hayes,
The Wake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
Bill Near,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker,
Radio Birdman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Loose Ends,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Maurizio,
The Mojo Men,
The Divine Comedy,
The Golliwogs,
Newcleus,
Buzzcocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.