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 Palau and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Gong,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang of Four,
Nik Kershaw,
the Association,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
Brass Construction,
Mark Hollis,
New Order,
Rhythm & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terry Callier,
Intrusion,
Joensuu 1685,
Royal Trux,
Motorama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thompson Twins,
Dark Day,
Crooked Eye,
The Buckinghams,
The Selecter,
FM Einheit,
Lower 48,
the Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Knickerbockers,
Sound Behaviour,
Rufus Thomas,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
Depeche Mode,
Whodini,
Guru Guru,
D'Angelo,
Niagra,
New Age Steppers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Neil Young,
Derrick May,
Dawn Penn,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lucky Dragons,
Harmonia,
X-102,
cv313,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantytec,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.