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 Norway and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deadbeat to the crunk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mission of Burma,
cv313,
Tommy Roe,
a-ha,
Faust,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Robert Hood,
Amon Düül II,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker,
Don Cherry,
Saccharine Trust,
Magazine,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hardrive,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soulsonic Force,
Scientists,
Dennis Brown,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Rites of Spring,
Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
The Offenders,
Terry Callier,
Radiohead,
Kaleidoscope,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
Au Pairs,
Wally Richardson,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.