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 Japan and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Birthday Party to the dance 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
ABBA,
Isaac Hayes,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller,
Patti Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Tears for Fears,
Index,
Cal Tjader,
Public Enemy,
Pierre Henry,
Sun Ra,
New Order,
Yusef Lateef,
Adolescents,
Faraquet,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
Dual Sessions,
Crime,
John Foxx,
Desert Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Qualms,
Lyres,
Sister Nancy,
Bad Manners,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
The Saints,
The Names,
Jandek,
The Pretty Things,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mummies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Move,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Leaves,
Scratch Acid,
Roxette,
Ohio Players,
The Misunderstood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.