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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Index to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
10cc,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Moody Blues,
Easy Going,
Severed Heads,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yellowson,
Lower 48,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Hardrive,
T.S.O.L.,
The Tremeloes,
X-Ray Spex,
Eden Ahbez,
Adolescents,
Joey Negro,
The American Breed,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Letta Mbulu,
Mars,
Section 25,
Clear Light,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
The Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Roy Ayers,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Darondo,
Black Moon,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blake Baxter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Oneida,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jimmy McGriff,
Slave,
The Fall,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
Chris Corsano,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.