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 Italy and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sexual Harrassment to the disco 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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
cv313,
Qualms,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Prince Buster,
The Star Department,
Visage,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fall,
AZ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fugazi,
kango's stein massive,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Cymande,
CMW,
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Cecil Taylor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Boredoms,
Youth Brigade,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Index,
Bobby Sherman,
The Real Kids,
Barbara Tucker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Anakelly,
Wasted Youth,
Pussy Galore,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thompson Twins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Max Romeo,
The Monochrome Set,
Loose Ends,
Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mojo Men,
Todd Rundgren,
The Beau Brummels,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.