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 Andorra and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rotary Connection,
Donald Byrd,
Terry Callier,
Nico,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Smoke,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roxette,
Colin Newman,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
The Martian,
Darondo,
Hardrive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Max Romeo,
The Doors,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Magazine,
Glenn Branca,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Fad Gadget,
Pantaleimon,
Dawn Penn,
The Invisible,
Ronan,
the Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Starr,
Public Enemy,
the Slits,
Sight & Sound,
Ituana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Bob Dylan,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker,
Sam Rivers,
The Tremeloes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
June of 44,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.