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 Croatia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Gories to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Clarke,
World's Most,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Style,
Masters at Work,
Fluxion,
Wings,
Rites of Spring,
The Sonics,
Alison Limerick,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
The Skatalites,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lightning Bolt,
Mantronix,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Donald Byrd,
Wolf Eyes,
Erykah Badu,
Country Teasers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James White and The Blacks,
Deepchord,
June of 44,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Supertramp,
ABC,
Fat Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Essential Logic,
Blake Baxter,
The Pretty Things,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vainqueur,
Eli Mardock,
Roger Hodgson,
Monolake,
Gerry Rafferty,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Smooth,
Sister Nancy,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.