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 Libya and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Sparks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Idris Muhammad,
Rakim,
The Mojo Men,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kenny Larkin,
Technova,
Minutemen,
Supertramp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Au Pairs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Juan Atkins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stetsasonic,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Michelle Simonal,
Von Mondo,
Surgeon,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Donny Hathaway,
Bush Tetras,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mandrill,
MC5,
Magazine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dual Sessions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacques Brel,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Warren Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Icehouse,
Skarface,
the Association,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sound,
Section 25,
The Residents,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.