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 Ivory Coast and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Stooges,
Symarip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Talk Talk,
Crooked Eye,
Duran Duran,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Tubeway Army,
Fear,
Brand Nubian,
Minny Pops,
Boredoms,
Los Fastidios,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Au Pairs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
The Wake,
Rufus Thomas,
Alice Coltrane,
Sister Nancy,
Vainqueur,
Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bluetip,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Organ,
Yusef Lateef,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Remains,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MDC,
Thee Headcoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
June of 44,
The New Christs,
Monks,
The Five Americans,
The Cramps,
Country Teasers,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
Sandy B,
Subhumans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Bananas,
T.S.O.L.,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.