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 Mexico 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sound Behaviour,
Dawn Penn,
Josef K,
Wings,
Al Stewart,
Nirvana,
Matthew Halsall,
Procol Harum,
UT,
John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
Isaac Hayes,
Massinfluence,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Godley & Creme,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Moon,
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Ohio Players,
Lakeside,
Bobby Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
The Slackers,
Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magma,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Masters at Work,
Oblivians,
Pagans,
cv313,
Fat Boys,
Main Source,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Chrome,
H. Thieme,
K-Klass,
Au Pairs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
Pantaleimon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
Cymande,
Darondo,
The Detroit Cobras,
La Düsseldorf,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.