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 Bahamas and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Duran Duran to the rock 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
The Gories,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vladislav Delay,
Loose Ends,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Slackers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
Henry Cow,
Kas Product,
Thompson Twins,
The Motions,
Zero Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Spandau Ballet,
The Slits,
The Human League,
Quantec,
Lou Reed,
Brand Nubian,
the Fania All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Sandy B,
Clear Light,
The Trojans,
Bad Manners,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Red Krayola,
Chrome,
Kaleidoscope,
The Residents,
The Neon Judgement,
Interpol,
The Index,
Whodini,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
Flipper,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.