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 Bulgaria and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Spandau Ballet to the jazz 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Cure,
Scion,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Ice-T,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Howard Jones,
Amazonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Last Poets,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Roxy Music,
Joy Division,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joyce Sims,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Machine,
Bluetip,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sonics,
The Walker Brothers,
Minutemen,
The Gladiators,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Index,
Malaria!,
Porter Ricks,
Zero Boys,
the Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
R.M.O.,
Khruangbin,
Ralphi Rosario,
DJ Style,
Mission of Burma,
Kayak,
The Martian,
Ultimate Spinach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pulsallama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alice Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.