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 Azerbaijan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Duran Duran to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Basic Channel,
Trumans Water,
Letta Mbulu,
Morten Harket,
Mars,
LL Cool J,
Magma,
Parry Music,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
Franke,
Pierre Henry,
Inner City,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities,
The Residents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Dolphy,
Masters at Work,
The Smiths,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare,
Altered Images,
The Kinks,
Animal Collective,
Lou Christie,
Grauzone,
Andrew Hill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Spoonie Gee,
Laurel Aitken,
Model 500,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Derrick Morgan,
Whodini,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moby Grape,
Rekid,
Althea and Donna,
Yellowson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Albert Ayler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Davy DMX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maleditus Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Angry Samoans,
CMW,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.