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 United States and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Leonard Cohen to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
The Zeros,
Todd Rundgren,
Supertramp,
Second Layer,
The Kinks,
Marine Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Brick,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Flag,
Steve Hackett,
Al Stewart,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Beau Brummels,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joensuu 1685,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Inner City,
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
D'Angelo,
Dark Day,
Gang Green,
Pet Shop Boys,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
The Alarm Clocks,
Technova,
Traffic Nightmare,
Piero Umiliani,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Schoolly D,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken,
the Association,
Dual Sessions,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.