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 Belgium and from Calgary.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
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 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 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 Lou Christie to the rap 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
The Standells,
Wire,
Icehouse,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
Newcleus,
The Kinks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eddi Front,
Slave,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Modern Lovers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
Jandek,
James White and The Blacks,
The Real Kids,
Siglo XX,
Harry Pussy,
Anakelly,
X-102,
The Remains,
Black Bananas,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Index,
The Electric Prunes,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Malaria!,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Japan,
Yaz,
Radiohead,
Maleditus Sound,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heaven 17,
Audionom,
The New Christs,
Joyce Sims,
Can,
Moss Icon,
John Coltrane,
Hashim,
Ultravox,
Niagra,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Suburban Knight,
the Normal,
The Pop Group,
Bronski Beat,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.