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 Guyana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonics to the rock 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
FM Einheit,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxy Music,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fortunes,
Bluetip,
Visage,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minutemen,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Gong,
the Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
The Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
Quantec,
Cecil Taylor,
Al Stewart,
Gang Green,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Audionom,
Japan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Sam Rivers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispy Ambulance,
Theoretical Girls,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cramps,
The Modern Lovers,
Oneida,
Gichy Dan,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Durutti Column,
AZ,
Khruangbin,
Althea and Donna,
Delta 5,
John Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
Colin Newman,
Derrick May,
The Invisible,
Spoonie Gee,
Minor Threat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.