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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Alton Ellis to the rock 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Mo-Dettes,
The Searchers,
Qualms,
Goldenarms,
Suburban Knight,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Enemy,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Tremeloes,
The Durutti Column,
The Standells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alton Ellis,
Mr. Review,
Ultravox,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Maurizio,
Boz Scaggs,
A Certain Ratio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
La Düsseldorf,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Josef K,
MDC,
Hashim,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Teasers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
Swell Maps,
Kenny Larkin,
Blancmange,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
Supertramp,
The Leaves,
Tres Demented,
Kurtis Blow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mission of Burma,
Gabor Szabo,
The Evens,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABC,
Aswad,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.