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 Cambodia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Joe Finger to the crunk 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
The Electric Prunes,
Technova,
Kayak,
The Remains,
Drexciya,
Scion,
The Black Dice,
Rites of Spring,
Stetsasonic,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Anakelly,
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sound,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cluster,
In Retrospect,
The Fuzztones,
JFA,
Echospace,
Pere Ubu,
Rufus Thomas,
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tommy Roe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Lee Hazlewood,
Malaria!,
The Grass Roots,
Average White Band,
Black Pus,
Visage,
The Vogues,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash,
The American Breed,
Porter Ricks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wasted Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cowsills,
Whodini,
The Last Poets,
Gang of Four,
Kas Product,
The Moody Blues,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.