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 Bahrain and from Calgary.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Ultra Naté to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fluxion,
Radiohead,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flipper,
E-Dancer,
Barry Ungar,
Cheater Slicks,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David McCallum,
The Gap Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fortunes,
The Selecter,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
China Crisis,
The United States of America,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Flag,
kango's stein massive,
Chris Corsano,
Symarip,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Blake Baxter,
Grauzone,
The Vogues,
The Skatalites,
Q and Not U,
Alphaville,
Boredoms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mummies,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echospace,
Fear,
Minutemen,
Cluster,
Livin' Joy,
Cecil Taylor,
Brick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Dave Gahan,
Second Layer,
The Dave Clark Five,
Niagra,
Pylon,
The Index,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
The Leaves,
LL Cool J,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.