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 Cuba and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 arpeggiator 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 The Walker Brothers to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Youth Brigade,
The Trojans,
The Fuzztones,
The Martian,
Crash Course in Science,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
Buzzcocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
The Techniques,
Roxette,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
the Human League,
Don Cherry,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Pharoah Sanders,
David McCallum,
Nico,
Cymande,
Malaria!,
Josef K,
Wally Richardson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Altered Images,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantytec,
Ronnie Foster,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Symarip,
Cecil Taylor,
Unwound,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
The Happenings,
DJ Style,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Franke,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Little Man,
Hardrive,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.