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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 The Moleskins to the electroclash 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
The Star Department,
Joey Negro,
Yaz,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Pantytec,
Desert Stars,
Japan,
The Golliwogs,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Hill,
Faraquet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
Althea and Donna,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
June Days,
Godley & Creme,
Lucky Dragons,
Country Teasers,
Kas Product,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aural Exciters,
Aswad,
Inner City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Scan 7,
Blake Baxter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Faust,
Josef K,
Little Man,
Hasil Adkins,
Alison Limerick,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Alphaville,
Severed Heads,
The Happenings,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hashim,
Liliput,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.