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 Maldives and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rufus Thomas to the disco 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Young Marble Giants,
The Smiths,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
Sandy B,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Trojans,
U.S. Maple,
Aloha Tigers,
Morten Harket,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
The Gap Band,
The Kinks,
The Young Rascals,
Piero Umiliani,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eden Ahbez,
Lalo Schifrin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Index,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
Average White Band,
Severed Heads,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Flag,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Bronski Beat,
Urselle,
Crispy Ambulance,
Colin Newman,
The Five Americans,
Icehouse,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ossler,
Sun City Girls,
Bauhaus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hardrive,
Kerri Chandler,
Pylon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Don Cherry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roxette,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.