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 Guinea and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Quadrant to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Joey Negro,
Eric Copeland,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
Mission of Burma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
John Foxx,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
Bauhaus,
Magma,
Robert Görl,
Radiohead,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cowsills,
F. McDonald,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harry Pussy,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Procol Harum,
Bill Near,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cramps,
Ituana,
Desert Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Excepter,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Bourne,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
Eddi Front,
New Age Steppers,
Minny Pops,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Tears for Fears,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
X-101,
Radiopuhelimet,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.