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 El Salvador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Janne Schatter to the dance 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Bill Wells,
The American Breed,
Visage,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
Laurel Aitken,
Sex Pistols,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Massinfluence,
the Slits,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kas Product,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Metal Thangz,
Cybotron,
Ornette Coleman,
Duran Duran,
Babytalk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minutemen,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
10cc,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Absolute Body Control,
Young Marble Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lyres,
The Vogues,
The Dead C,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Pretty Things,
Marine Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liliput,
Kenny Larkin,
Can,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Joyce Sims,
Smog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monks,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.