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 Nicaragua and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Neil Young to the jazz 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
Amon Düül,
AZ,
John Cale,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Au Pairs,
Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rod Modell,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cure,
Deadbeat,
Jacques Brel,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
Deepchord,
Scan 7,
ABC,
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Pantytec,
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
Dark Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
Joey Negro,
the Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
The Vogues,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Parry Music,
Eli Mardock,
Gong,
Arab on Radar,
Ohio Players,
Section 25,
Zapp,
Nas,
Radio Birdman,
Y Pants,
Eurythmics,
Brand Nubian,
Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Nik Kershaw,
Make Up,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Move,
Joe Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.