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 Eritrea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer 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 ABC to the jazz 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Organ,
The Names,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy Collins,
The Kinks,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiopuhelimet,
Simply Red,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Tremeloes,
the Normal,
Ornette Coleman,
John Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
Arcadia,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ohio Players,
The Martian,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Goldenarms,
New Order,
Stereo Dub,
Donny Hathaway,
Jawbox,
Junior Murvin,
Skriet,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Residents,
Visage,
John Holt,
Banda Bassotti,
Lower 48,
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DNA,
Kayak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Misunderstood,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gap Band,
MDC,
Sandy B,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.