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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 John Foxx to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Jerry's Kids,
Supertramp,
Metal Thangz,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
Wire,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick May,
Electric Prunes,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tubeway Army,
Main Source,
The Move,
Glenn Branca,
Scan 7,
John Holt,
Eve St. Jones,
Section 25,
PIL,
Graham Central Station,
Avey Tare,
Average White Band,
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
Al Stewart,
AZ,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alison Limerick,
Yaz,
Donald Byrd,
Ten City,
Roger Hodgson,
Roxy Music,
The Smiths,
Donny Hathaway,
Bauhaus,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
Camouflage,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
Nils Olav,
Sex Pistols,
LL Cool J,
Wolf Eyes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
48th St. Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.