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 Colombia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 KRS-One to the crunk 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Altered Images,
Roxy Music,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
Josef K,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
10cc,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Names,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Joyce Sims,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crash Course in Science,
Minnie Riperton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Green,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rotary Connection,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mr. Review,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Motorama,
Matthew Halsall,
Lindisfarne,
the Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Qualms,
Symarip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Carl Craig,
Fat Boys,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
Ponytail,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.