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 Nepal and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Second Layer to the disco 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb 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 sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Age Steppers,
Circle Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Wyatt,
The Music Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-102,
Franke,
Unrelated Segments,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Oblivians,
Qualms,
Ice-T,
Agitation Free,
Reagan Youth,
Nils Olav,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Prince Buster,
Bush Tetras,
The Real Kids,
The Star Department,
The Birthday Party,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skaos,
Piero Umiliani,
The Saints,
The Gladiators,
Audionom,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Byrd,
Supertramp,
Amon Düül II,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Toni Rubio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Names,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Human League,
Warsaw,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D,
CMW,
Glenn Branca,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.