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 Lithuania and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Ituana to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Harmonia,
Niagra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
John Foxx,
Ituana,
Sex Pistols,
Skaos,
Amon Düül II,
Henry Cow,
Black Bananas,
James White and The Blacks,
Peter and Kerry,
Liliput,
The Cramps,
John Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Essential Logic,
Ludus,
David McCallum,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
PIL,
X-101,
Archie Shepp,
Talk Talk,
Desert Stars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Buzzcocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crash Course in Science,
Godley & Creme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nirvana,
Deadbeat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
Hoover,
The Cure,
LL Cool J,
Masters at Work,
Aaron Thompson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Wake,
This Heat,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric Copeland,
Delta 5,
The Blackbyrds,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Albert Ayler,
The Star Department,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.