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 Barbados and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the punk 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
Schoolly D,
Con Funk Shun,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Audionom,
Sonic Youth,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
Grauzone,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nas,
Jeff Mills,
Radiohead,
Suburban Knight,
World's Most,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Basic Channel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Saints,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Matthew Bourne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siglo XX,
Frankie Knuckles,
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Raincoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roger Hodgson,
David McCallum,
Rufus Thomas,
Anthony Braxton,
the Association,
ABC,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
The Searchers,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
The Divine Comedy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Soft Cell,
Sarah Menescal,
Joey Negro,
Zapp,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cowsills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
Charles Mingus,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.