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 Serbia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Blossom Toes to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
The Sonics,
The Evens,
These Immortal Souls,
Isaac Hayes,
Delta 5,
Cluster,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Trumans Water,
Fugazi,
Moss Icon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang On A Can,
New Age Steppers,
Wally Richardson,
the Human League,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
The Litter,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Star Department,
Nils Olav,
The Skatalites,
Deadbeat,
Mars,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Mad Mike,
U.S. Maple,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
The Grass Roots,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alphaville,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Barracudas,
Lou Christie,
the Fania All-Stars,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
The Moleskins,
T.S.O.L.,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Symarip,
Pierre Henry,
Supertramp,
Unwound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
One Last Wish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.