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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar 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 Mo-Dettes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Easy Going,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerri Chandler,
Gong,
Section 25,
Rotary Connection,
Fad Gadget,
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
Pantytec,
Wire,
Fluxion,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
The Trojans,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
The Fall,
Mandrill,
Rapeman,
Royal Trux,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
The Count Five,
Prince Buster,
The Smiths,
a-ha,
Lalo Schifrin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
Gabor Szabo,
Altered Images,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultravox,
Au Pairs,
Television,
Oneida,
The Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Monks,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Busters,
Brass Construction,
Jeru the Damaja,
One Last Wish,
David Axelrod,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.