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 Malawi and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Yazoo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Brass Construction,
Technova,
Roy Ayers,
The Seeds,
Nirvana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
The Beau Brummels,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ice-T,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Japan,
Country Teasers,
DNA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Dolphy,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
Jawbox,
Slave,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Machine,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
the Normal,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zapp,
The Fugs,
the Association,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
Au Pairs,
Inner City,
The Moleskins,
Joy Division,
Eden Ahbez,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABC,
Lalann,
Nation of Ulysses,
Adolescents,
The Gladiators,
Amon Düül II,
Main Source,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
Blancmange,
Prince Buster,
New York Dolls,
Clear Light,
Max Romeo,
Fatback Band,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.