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 Austria and from London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 The Names to the dance 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Gichy Dan,
Panda Bear,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-101,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
Siglo XX,
Laurel Aitken,
Marshall Jefferson,
Steve Hackett,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Wasted Youth,
The Dead C,
The Birthday Party,
Little Man,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Janne Schatter,
Sonic Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
PIL,
The Searchers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tropical Tobacco,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Al Stewart,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Bananas,
Trumans Water,
D'Angelo,
The Buckinghams,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
Aloha Tigers,
The Leaves,
Fad Gadget,
Alphaville,
Barbara Tucker,
Quantec,
DJ Sneak,
Donald Byrd,
Lakeside,
Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Faraquet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
ABC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.