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 Belarus and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Rapeman to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
The Angels of Light,
Glenn Branca,
Vainqueur,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiohead,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
Electric Prunes,
This Heat,
Black Bananas,
The Tremeloes,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
Average White Band,
Juan Atkins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Last Poets,
Isaac Hayes,
Alice Coltrane,
The Wake,
Darondo,
Avey Tare,
Man Eating Sloth,
Reuben Wilson,
Rekid,
The Offenders,
The Star Department,
Can,
Dawn Penn,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Ice-T,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
The Leaves,
Young Marble Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radio Birdman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deakin,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
Wasted Youth,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Half Japanese,
Surgeon,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.