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 Samoa and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Angels of Light to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick May,
Bauhaus,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gun Club,
Popol Vuh,
Funkadelic,
Mission of Burma,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
Crime,
Heaven 17,
Terrestrial Tones,
Con Funk Shun,
Letta Mbulu,
Hashim,
Carl Craig,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Stetsasonic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thompson Twins,
E-Dancer,
Zero Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Index,
Ludus,
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
Soft Machine,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nas,
Ultra Naté,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Adolescents,
The Busters,
Jacob Miller,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.