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 Antigua and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Accadde A to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Sonic Youth,
The Kinks,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skarface,
Gregory Isaacs,
Silicon Teens,
Brothers Johnson,
CMW,
Grauzone,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
Little Man,
The Star Department,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
FM Einheit,
Juan Atkins,
Swans,
Lungfish,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Monks,
Ice-T,
Al Stewart,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
Vainqueur,
James White and The Blacks,
Basic Channel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Kas Product,
Donny Hathaway,
Graham Central Station,
Crime,
Chris Corsano,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deakin,
Pylon,
Soul II Soul,
Eurythmics,
Heaven 17,
Inner City,
The Invisible,
Livin' Joy,
Model 500,
Archie Shepp,
Skaos,
The Barracudas,
Au Pairs,
Idris Muhammad,
Rosa Yemen,
Severed Heads,
Harry Pussy,
Quando Quango,
Gerry Rafferty,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.