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 Luxembourg and from Manila.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Reuben Wilson to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Monolake,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Brick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Henry Cow,
Faust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lightning Bolt,
Peter & Gordon,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lyres,
Gang Green,
Nik Kershaw,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
Icehouse,
The Raincoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Junior Murvin,
The Red Krayola,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Donny Hathaway,
Mars,
Ultravox,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young,
The Divine Comedy,
Sister Nancy,
The Standells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Swans,
Half Japanese,
The New Christs,
Intrusion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Steve Hackett,
Fear,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Qualms,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Bar-Kays,
Alison Limerick,
The Angels of Light,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.