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 Malta and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Deadbeat to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agent Orange,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Hood,
Tim Buckley,
Nas,
Camberwell Now,
Junior Murvin,
Marc Almond,
June of 44,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Scratch Acid,
Sandy B,
The Selecter,
Cybotron,
Sister Nancy,
The Offenders,
Chris Corsano,
LL Cool J,
Stereo Dub,
Arab on Radar,
Quantec,
Monolake,
The Mojo Men,
Glenn Branca,
The Slackers,
Rotary Connection,
X-102,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Rekid,
Unrelated Segments,
Ludus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Fraelich,
The Happenings,
Steve Hackett,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lindisfarne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Outsiders,
Warren Ellis,
Kenny Larkin,
In Retrospect,
Infiniti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.