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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Swans to the punk 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Move,
Vladislav Delay,
DNA,
The Human League,
Can,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Surgeon,
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young,
The Real Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fortunes,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Interpol,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Donald Byrd,
Soft Machine,
China Crisis,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
Main Source,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
Tubeway Army,
Ronan,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Sight & Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marc Almond,
Skarface,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Wyatt,
Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
The Cure,
Davy DMX,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeru the Damaja,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxette,
Jacques Brel,
The Star Department,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.