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 Iran and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Con Funk Shun to the grunge 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Eurythmics,
Index,
Jandek,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Neu!,
The Real Kids,
Visage,
Nation of Ulysses,
Babytalk,
The Martian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dave Gahan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Whodini,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
Masters at Work,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Piero Umiliani,
The Trojans,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mummies,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The American Breed,
the Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
H. Thieme,
The Gories,
Chris & Cosey,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris Corsano,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Human League,
Interpol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Outsiders,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.