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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Skarface,
Fluxion,
Flipper,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
The Wake,
Cameo,
Faust,
The Martian,
Pierre Henry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rod Modell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Main Source,
Visage,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pole,
The Moleskins,
Althea and Donna,
Liliput,
Wasted Youth,
The Associates,
Vladislav Delay,
EPMD,
Siglo XX,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
Black Pus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kerri Chandler,
Spoonie Gee,
Al Stewart,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Germs,
The Invisible,
Tim Buckley,
Moss Icon,
Alison Limerick,
Cecil Taylor,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Andrew Hill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
Alphaville,
Soul II Soul,
Glenn Branca,
Harmonia,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Monks,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.