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 Canada and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joy Division to the electroclash 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Roy Ayers,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
Au Pairs,
EPMD,
UT,
The Dirtbombs,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
The Slackers,
Fat Boys,
John Foxx,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Hill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Grass Roots,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
Lower 48,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Vogues,
Lou Christie,
Peter and Kerry,
Arcadia,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
Altered Images,
Motorama,
Man Eating Sloth,
Maurizio,
Infiniti,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television,
Sound Behaviour,
Livin' Joy,
Lalann,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Skatalites,
Joensuu 1685,
Basic Channel,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.