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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Maurizio to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Sparks,
Scratch Acid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
Sun City Girls,
Ponytail,
Minnie Riperton,
Godley & Creme,
The Evens,
Robert Görl,
Spoonie Gee,
Flash Fearless,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Can,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Altered Images,
Deepchord,
T. Rex,
the Germs,
Stiv Bators,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Los Fastidios,
China Crisis,
Agent Orange,
Malaria!,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
Intrusion,
The Divine Comedy,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Technova,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shoche,
The Sonics,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
World's Most,
Arcadia,
Sällskapet,
Absolute Body Control,
Warsaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Severed Heads,
The Neon Judgement,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Parry Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.