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 Comoros and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Joe Smooth to the dance 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television Personalities,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shuggie Otis,
Howard Jones,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
Procol Harum,
Cymande,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sarah Menescal,
The Motions,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Stooges,
kango's stein massive,
Desert Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
FM Einheit,
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Bluetip,
Thompson Twins,
The Offenders,
Dual Sessions,
Massinfluence,
Royal Trux,
Godley & Creme,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Rundgren,
Ronan,
Half Japanese,
Faraquet,
Eric Dolphy,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
The Moody Blues,
Average White Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ten City,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Q and Not U,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chrome,
The Pop Group,
Slave,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.