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 Micronesia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Country Teasers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks 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?
Sound Behaviour,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
In Retrospect,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Guru Guru,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hoover,
Model 500,
Tommy Roe,
Josef K,
Mars,
Flipper,
Judy Mowatt,
Zero Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
The Dead C,
Glambeats Corp.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Busters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bluetip,
Prince Buster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ice-T,
Smog,
Blossom Toes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warsaw,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
Unrelated Segments,
John Foxx,
The Martian,
Tomorrow,
Suicide,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Saints,
Sister Nancy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mojo Men,
Funkadelic,
Circle Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alphaville,
Roxette,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Michelle Simonal,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tubeway Army,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.