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 Iran and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gories to the crunk 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Bobby Womack,
Monolake,
Funkadelic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Inner City,
Amazonics,
Moss Icon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dead Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
Ronan,
JFA,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joy Division,
Johnny Clarke,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Vainqueur,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
In Retrospect,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
the Soft Cell,
Kayak,
The Knickerbockers,
Toni Rubio,
Tommy Roe,
Danielle Patucci,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Tom Boy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
B.T. Express,
the Sonics,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül II,
Man Parrish,
Das Ding,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.