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 Liberia and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Tommy Roe to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
the Swans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric Copeland,
Soul II Soul,
The Cure,
Guru Guru,
Chris Corsano,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Human League,
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rites of Spring,
Al Stewart,
Silicon Teens,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker,
Idris Muhammad,
Magma,
T.S.O.L.,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Normal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harmonia,
The Residents,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Slits,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Prince Buster,
Angry Samoans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
B.T. Express,
U.S. Maple,
the Bar-Kays,
Wally Richardson,
The Martian,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
The Names,
Delon & Dalcan,
Duran Duran,
Arcadia,
Unwound,
Das Ding,
Michelle Simonal,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.