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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Pantaleimon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
Andrew Hill,
The Gladiators,
Lalann,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Neon Judgement,
Tommy Roe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
The Kinks,
Livin' Joy,
Goldenarms,
Skaos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ludus,
Al Stewart,
Thee Headcoats,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
Hashim,
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fluxion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hoover,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Birthday Party,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
These Immortal Souls,
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
Sällskapet,
Bill Wells,
Excepter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Q65,
Arcadia,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Image Ltd.,
Derrick Morgan,
Idris Muhammad,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Patti Smith,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Urselle,
Absolute Body Control,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.