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 Denmark and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The J.B.'s,
Fatback Band,
Alton Ellis,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Archie Shepp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pere Ubu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Television,
Marine Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Monolake,
Cecil Taylor,
Rapeman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tom Boy,
Lower 48,
Smog,
Babytalk,
Suicide,
The Fall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Byron Stingily,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Sandy B,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Theoretical Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Marmalade,
The Sound,
Ossler,
Masters at Work,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
The Wake,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Section 25,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
A Certain Ratio,
Model 500,
the Association,
The Happenings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funky Four + One,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.