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 Pakistan and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 cv313 to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Delta 5,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
The Divine Comedy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bob Dylan,
Joe Finger,
Scratch Acid,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker,
The Dave Clark Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fire Engines,
New Age Steppers,
Organ,
U.S. Maple,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Rotary Connection,
H. Thieme,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Absolute Body Control,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cluster,
Schoolly D,
The Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Traffic Nightmare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Newcleus,
PIL,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare,
Crash Course in Science,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.