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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum 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 Bronski Beat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gil Scott Heron,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
The Fortunes,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Audionom,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Sherman,
The Smiths,
Dennis Brown,
MDC,
Marc Almond,
Tommy Roe,
Black Pus,
Stereo Dub,
The Blackbyrds,
R.M.O.,
Visage,
Heaven 17,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
Kurtis Blow,
D'Angelo,
Zapp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Basic Channel,
Fear,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eve St. Jones,
The Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Buzzcocks,
X-Ray Spex,
Harry Pussy,
David Bowie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mars,
Dual Sessions,
Fad Gadget,
The Shadows of Knight,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.