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 Venezuela and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Angry Samoans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Graham Central Station,
Symarip,
Kerrie Biddell,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
Oneida,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
UT,
cv313,
Eurythmics,
MDC,
Joyce Sims,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Marine Girls,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
Nik Kershaw,
Youth Brigade,
Fatback Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Red Krayola,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
Flash Fearless,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ken Boothe,
U.S. Maple,
Sex Pistols,
Supertramp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Bill Near,
Nas,
Ponytail,
The Shadows of Knight,
Urselle,
The Moleskins,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stereo Dub,
Bluetip,
Scan 7,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Crispian St. Peters,
One Last Wish,
Popol Vuh,
Heaven 17,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.