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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 Shoche to the funk 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Mantronix,
Mad Mike,
Tom Boy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Stooges,
OOIOO,
Ponytail,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Schoolly D,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DNA,
UT,
Nas,
The Beau Brummels,
The Toasters,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Cymande,
Lungfish,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Clear Light,
Rod Modell,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
Neil Young,
Slick Rick,
The Selecter,
Brothers Johnson,
Graham Central Station,
Sound Behaviour,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.