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 Taiwan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Oblivians to the funk 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Main Source,
Josef K,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
Spandau Ballet,
Rufus Thomas,
Sister Nancy,
X-101,
Nik Kershaw,
Yazoo,
Unwound,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Grauzone,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The New Christs,
Television,
Al Stewart,
Easy Going,
Fat Boys,
Ice-T,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Litter,
D'Angelo,
Connie Case,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Anakelly,
The Sonics,
L. Decosne,
Derrick May,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
Rakim,
Marmalade,
The Doobie Brothers,
U.S. Maple,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
Clear Light,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacob Miller,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Q and Not U,
The Neon Judgement,
The Monochrome Set,
Cluster,
Funky Four + One,
Prince Buster,
Sonic Youth,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
The Gap Band,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.