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 Eritrea and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barry Ungar to the punk 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Music Machine,
Maurizio,
One Last Wish,
Wings,
Inner City,
The Young Rascals,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
Cameo,
Vainqueur,
The Sound,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
The Gun Club,
The Invisible,
DJ Sneak,
Lower 48,
Roy Ayers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fad Gadget,
Unrelated Segments,
Soulsonic Force,
Sexual Harrassment,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
Henry Cow,
Graham Central Station,
Average White Band,
MC5,
World's Most,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Black Flag,
Minutemen,
The Seeds,
Hoover,
Subhumans,
The Angels of Light,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dark Day,
Kas Product,
kango's stein massive,
The Cure,
Circle Jerks,
Anakelly,
The Associates,
Carl Craig,
Joyce Sims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kayak,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.