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 Antigua and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rhythm & Sound to the rap 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
The Modern Lovers,
Aural Exciters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Searchers,
Motorama,
Todd Rundgren,
Jerry's Kids,
Q and Not U,
Section 25,
Piero Umiliani,
The Techniques,
The Litter,
Eurythmics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skriet,
T. Rex,
Main Source,
Barry Ungar,
Half Japanese,
One Last Wish,
Henry Cow,
The Angels of Light,
Von Mondo,
EPMD,
These Immortal Souls,
The Wake,
Slick Rick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Subhumans,
The Human League,
Derrick May,
Porter Ricks,
Newcleus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tom Boy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
KRS-One,
The Busters,
Delta 5,
Jeff Lynne,
Tomorrow,
Sparks,
The Neon Judgement,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Near,
Trumans Water,
Khruangbin,
Duran Duran,
John Foxx,
The Saints,
Young Marble Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
UT,
Silicon Teens,
Todd Terry,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.