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 Vanuatu and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Mo-Dettes to the funk 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Main Source,
Whodini,
Audionom,
The Doors,
D'Angelo,
Idris Muhammad,
Morten Harket,
Magazine,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
Mr. Review,
Kas Product,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Busters,
Monolake,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
R.M.O.,
The Divine Comedy,
Alton Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
ABC,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Half Japanese,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flipper,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Malaria!,
Stiv Bators,
Black Moon,
Howard Jones,
Josef K,
Juan Atkins,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Alphaville,
Marvin Gaye,
Eden Ahbez,
E-Dancer,
The Residents,
Nation of Ulysses,
Can,
Bobbi Humphrey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camouflage,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dark Day,
Tom Boy,
June Days,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.