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 China and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Warsaw to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Nik Kershaw,
Eyeless In Gaza,
E-Dancer,
Joe Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Chrome,
Dual Sessions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Kerri Chandler,
Clear Light,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mad Mike,
Interpol,
Amon Düül,
June of 44,
Absolute Body Control,
John Coltrane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
The United States of America,
Cymande,
Technova,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bad Manners,
Trumans Water,
Pantaleimon,
KRS-One,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
New Age Steppers,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Piero Umiliani,
T.S.O.L.,
Anthony Braxton,
The J.B.'s,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Letta Mbulu,
Isaac Hayes,
Rekid,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mojo Men,
Vladislav Delay,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pussy Galore,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ludus,
The Leaves,
Pylon,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.