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 Papua New Guinea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Quantec,
Massinfluence,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Sight & Sound,
John Cale,
In Retrospect,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
Ralphi Rosario,
The United States of America,
Das Ding,
Tubeway Army,
The Remains,
Soulsonic Force,
T. Rex,
Siglo XX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
Tears for Fears,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Skaos,
Young Marble Giants,
Crime,
Pole,
Eurythmics,
Lower 48,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
Byron Stingily,
Motorama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Liliput,
X-102,
Derrick Morgan,
Arcadia,
Sam Rivers,
Sonic Youth,
The Leaves,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lee Hazlewood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Public Enemy,
The Martian,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
Sonny Sharrock,
Erykah Badu,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.