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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Negative Approach to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Quando Quango,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
The Slits,
ABC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kool Moe Dee,
James White and The Blacks,
Stiv Bators,
Fad Gadget,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wings,
Boredoms,
Talk Talk,
Pere Ubu,
Underground Resistance,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
L. Decosne,
Magma,
Colin Newman,
Neil Young,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television Personalities,
Leonard Cohen,
Camberwell Now,
Gerry Rafferty,
Adolescents,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
Reagan Youth,
Bootsy Collins,
Crime,
Silicon Teens,
PIL,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The United States of America,
Crooked Eye,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camouflage,
The New Christs,
Popol Vuh,
Sun City Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Y Pants,
The Zeros,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.