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 Solomon Islands and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Modern Lovers to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Magazine,
Iggy Pop,
Aural Exciters,
Steve Hackett,
Lee Hazlewood,
Derrick May,
X-Ray Spex,
Stetsasonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Godley & Creme,
The Monks,
Rapeman,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
Angry Samoans,
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
Anakelly,
Alphaville,
Scan 7,
DJ Sneak,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
The Residents,
Panda Bear,
Idris Muhammad,
Fad Gadget,
Moss Icon,
Gichy Dan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
James White and The Blacks,
Don Cherry,
Kaleidoscope,
Fear,
The Slackers,
Outsiders,
Soul II Soul,
Thee Headcoats,
The Smoke,
Ossler,
John Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
Deepchord,
kango's stein massive,
Bang On A Can,
Wings,
Sex Pistols,
EPMD,
Junior Murvin,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Masters at Work,
Man Eating Sloth,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.