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 Spain and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mojo Men to the disco 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Görl,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ponytail,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marmalade,
Pole,
Mo-Dettes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Warsaw,
Skarface,
Tubeway Army,
The Vogues,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Yellowson,
Cal Tjader,
New York Dolls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Altered Images,
Ultra Naté,
Boogie Down Productions,
Junior Murvin,
Rod Modell,
The Techniques,
Bush Tetras,
Wings,
Simply Red,
The Invisible,
Cluster,
Lee Hazlewood,
Steve Hackett,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
Skaos,
Soft Machine,
Howard Jones,
the Slits,
The Last Poets,
The Doobie Brothers,
Prince Buster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pulsallama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythm & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Talk Talk,
The Tremeloes,
Skriet,
Lightning Bolt,
Soul II Soul,
The Wake,
Cheater Slicks,
Aural Exciters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.