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 Brunei and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dark Day to the grime 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Negative Approach,
Cymande,
Make Up,
Graham Central Station,
The New Christs,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dead Boys,
Depeche Mode,
JFA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sparks,
Television Personalities,
Rod Modell,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
Nirvana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Excepter,
Judy Mowatt,
John Coltrane,
Ten City,
Marine Girls,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tommy Roe,
Unwound,
KRS-One,
Technova,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rapeman,
Q and Not U,
The Pop Group,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moby Grape,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eve St. Jones,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.