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 Uruguay and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxette to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '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 Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Accadde A,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
Rotary Connection,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
Shoche,
Terrestrial Tones,
This Heat,
The Searchers,
The Move,
Yaz,
Con Funk Shun,
The Slackers,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
Simply Red,
Bootsy Collins,
Dawn Penn,
Wolf Eyes,
The Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
The Mummies,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
Intrusion,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Neon Judgement,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rapeman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Zapp,
The Misunderstood,
Quando Quango,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Axelrod,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
Jerry's Kids,
Can,
It's A Beautiful Day,
FM Einheit,
The Moleskins,
The Blues Magoos,
Minny Pops,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
Eric B and Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
Jacob Miller,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kas Product,
The Remains,
Mark Hollis,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.