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 Morocco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Reuben Wilson to the disco 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Yazoo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Buckinghams,
The J.B.'s,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Smooth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yusef Lateef,
Junior Murvin,
Rites of Spring,
Radiohead,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABC,
Clear Light,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lower 48,
JFA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Rekid,
Max Romeo,
Nils Olav,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
June Days,
Audionom,
Ludus,
Ossler,
Arab on Radar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter & Gordon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gabor Szabo,
K-Klass,
Cal Tjader,
Slick Rick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
X-102,
Unrelated Segments,
Cymande,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slits,
Amazonics,
Youth Brigade,
Black Sheep,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun City Girls,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.