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 Cape Verde and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Roxette to the techno 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Desert Stars,
Maurizio,
Hashim,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
China Crisis,
The Litter,
John Foxx,
Erykah Badu,
World's Most,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
New Order,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mummies,
Angry Samoans,
Blake Baxter,
Sound Behaviour,
JFA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
Sun City Girls,
a-ha,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Essential Logic,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Glenn Branca,
Ossler,
Nils Olav,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Smooth,
Peter & Gordon,
Surgeon,
Joe Finger,
AZ,
Connie Case,
Trumans Water,
Marcia Griffiths,
Television,
Jacques Brel,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Hood,
Deadbeat,
Lee Hazlewood,
B.T. Express,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.