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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 The American Breed to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Adolescents,
Crispy Ambulance,
Qualms,
Circle Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nirvana,
Johnny Clarke,
Suburban Knight,
Sixth Finger,
Moby Grape,
Au Pairs,
The Move,
Jandek,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Bourne,
Zapp,
Hasil Adkins,
Aural Exciters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick May,
The Knickerbockers,
LL Cool J,
Altered Images,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul II Soul,
Brick,
8 Eyed Spy,
Smog,
Alison Limerick,
Kerri Chandler,
Los Fastidios,
Faust,
Robert Wyatt,
Neil Young,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Easy Going,
Man Eating Sloth,
Inner City,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-Ray Spex,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cluster,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
Can,
Harry Pussy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Eddi Front,
Barbara Tucker,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.