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 Yemen and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Roxette to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang of Four,
The Associates,
Glenn Branca,
Pantytec,
Deepchord,
The Dead C,
Bootsy Collins,
Visage,
Slave,
Cheater Slicks,
Cameo,
Liliput,
Black Flag,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sexual Harrassment,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
The Star Department,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Happenings,
The Alarm Clocks,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grandmaster Flash,
Metal Thangz,
CMW,
Donny Hathaway,
The Leaves,
Subhumans,
Roy Ayers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick May,
Piero Umiliani,
Bang On A Can,
Arthur Verocai,
Public Image Ltd.,
LL Cool J,
Silicon Teens,
The Five Americans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Young Rascals,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Man Eating Sloth,
H. Thieme,
Popol Vuh,
Con Funk Shun,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Das Ding,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Moon,
Television,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.