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 China and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 crunk 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
Matthew Bourne,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
The Offenders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sandy B,
The Golliwogs,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
Todd Rundgren,
the Slits,
Eddi Front,
10cc,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
New Age Steppers,
Rekid,
Fluxion,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Grass Roots,
Talk Talk,
Fugazi,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
The Standells,
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Judy Mowatt,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nico,
Pantytec,
Faust,
Heaven 17,
Severed Heads,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerrie Biddell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
K-Klass,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Bananas,
Mars,
Second Layer,
Mad Mike,
Circle Jerks,
DNA,
The Music Machine,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Franke,
Newcleus,
The Selecter,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.