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 Kiribati and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Erasure to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Stetsasonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott Heron,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
Fela Kuti,
Moebius,
Roy Ayers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lucky Dragons,
Soul II Soul,
The Skatalites,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
John Cale,
Fluxion,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
a-ha,
Oblivians,
Desert Stars,
Boredoms,
Mandrill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Techniques,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Excepter,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Juan Atkins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
Wally Richardson,
Fatback Band,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
Patti Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Skarface,
Brothers Johnson,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Halsall,
Adolescents,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yazoo,
Derrick Morgan,
R.M.O.,
Crooked Eye,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.