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 Burundi and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Donny Hathaway to the funk 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters 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?
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Leaves,
Banda Bassotti,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cybotron,
Von Mondo,
Susan Cadogan,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Anakelly,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
AZ,
Howard Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Human League,
Simply Red,
Black Flag,
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
Soulsonic Force,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
R.M.O.,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Bush Tetras,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
Minor Threat,
Mark Hollis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Model 500,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yaz,
The Red Krayola,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
Nas,
Groovy Waters,
ABBA,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.