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 Taiwan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Swans to the rock 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
Lou Christie,
Anakelly,
Tres Demented,
Audionom,
World's Most,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shoche,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
The Index,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mojo Men,
The Neon Judgement,
John Lydon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nas,
Lucky Dragons,
Cluster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
DJ Style,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lindisfarne,
Guru Guru,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
Dual Sessions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
China Crisis,
Prince Buster,
Thee Headcoats,
Slick Rick,
Mandrill,
The Star Department,
Can,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Angels of Light,
Chris & Cosey,
Lalo Schifrin,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wings,
Symarip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cramps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Derrick Morgan,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.