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 Botswana and from New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Model 500 to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxette,
Prince Buster,
The Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Near,
Don Cherry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Freddie Wadling,
The Star Department,
The Martian,
Brass Construction,
UT,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aloha Tigers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sparks,
Steve Hackett,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gichy Dan,
Hoover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lungfish,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
Adolescents,
The Move,
Sugar Minott,
Dennis Brown,
The Cure,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Swell Maps,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Scrapy,
Tomorrow,
Slave,
The Offenders,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.