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 Chile and from Manila.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 10cc to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Pussy Galore,
Sparks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joey Negro,
Barry Ungar,
Stockholm Monsters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Bluetip,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rotary Connection,
Quando Quango,
The Gun Club,
T.S.O.L.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Grass Roots,
Blake Baxter,
The Offenders,
The Barracudas,
Marmalade,
Robert Görl,
Bill Near,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Main Source,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris Corsano,
Lucky Dragons,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Juan Atkins,
The Saints,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Talk Talk,
David Bowie,
Nick Fraelich,
Bauhaus,
Roxy Music,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
The New Christs,
Pierre Henry,
Depeche Mode,
Tubeway Army,
Yazoo,
Marvin Gaye,
Reuben Wilson,
The J.B.'s,
The Birthday Party,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oneida,
Anthony Braxton,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.