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 Zambia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Second Layer,
Thompson Twins,
KRS-One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Camberwell Now,
Stereo Dub,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marshall Jefferson,
Blancmange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Cale,
JFA,
Hoover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terry Callier,
Danielle Patucci,
The Dead C,
Jeff Mills,
Quantec,
Magazine,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cure,
Shoche,
Josef K,
Joe Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
Alphaville,
The Kinks,
Godley & Creme,
Newcleus,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
Gang Green,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter & Gordon,
Minnie Riperton,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
Fat Boys,
Bush Tetras,
The Wake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
Clear Light,
Severed Heads,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.