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 Sierra Leone and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maleditus Sound to the grime 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jawbox,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Five Americans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sister Nancy,
Duran Duran,
Surgeon,
Pole,
Circle Jerks,
Drexciya,
Ornette Coleman,
John Holt,
Gabor Szabo,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Prince Buster,
Kerri Chandler,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
The Grass Roots,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Malaria!,
Metal Thangz,
The Modern Lovers,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
Massinfluence,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Isaac Hayes,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear,
Howard Jones,
Joy Division,
Camouflage,
Pantaleimon,
Lyres,
Mission of Burma,
Kaleidoscope,
Mark Hollis,
Symarip,
The Fortunes,
Guru Guru,
A Certain Ratio,
Motorama,
Cecil Taylor,
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.