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 Djibouti and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Maurizio to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boz Scaggs,
Make Up,
Accadde A,
The Move,
Unrelated Segments,
X-102,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Copeland,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Young Marble Giants,
Japan,
Bluetip,
Hoover,
Chrome,
Camouflage,
Faust,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
The Doors,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pop Group,
Nico,
Jandek,
Gichy Dan,
Swell Maps,
LL Cool J,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter & Gordon,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Marc Almond,
Ornette Coleman,
Country Teasers,
Crooked Eye,
Underground Resistance,
Von Mondo,
Kas Product,
Michelle Simonal,
The Kinks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Scott Walker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Al Stewart,
Theoretical Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
James White and The Blacks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funkadelic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cluster,
Man Eating Sloth,
EPMD,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe 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.