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 Japan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Leaves to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Idris Muhammad,
Harpers Bizarre,
Symarip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
China Crisis,
Connie Case,
UT,
Wasted Youth,
Howard Jones,
Patti Smith,
Lyres,
Arcadia,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pere Ubu,
Boz Scaggs,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Lynne,
Steve Hackett,
Iggy Pop,
This Heat,
John Foxx,
The Count Five,
The Buckinghams,
Agitation Free,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Young Rascals,
ABBA,
Bill Near,
Siglo XX,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
The Move,
Whodini,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jacob Miller,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sparks,
KRS-One,
Gang of Four,
Funky Four + One,
Soul II Soul,
Slick Rick,
The Slits,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dead Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
Fatback Band,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.