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 Swaziland and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quantec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
The Smiths,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radio Birdman,
Buzzcocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Pus,
Scientists,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yaz,
Los Fastidios,
Erasure,
The Cramps,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
Negative Approach,
Deakin,
FM Einheit,
B.T. Express,
Supertramp,
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mission of Burma,
Idris Muhammad,
Lungfish,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Hill,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Juan Atkins,
Patti Smith,
ABBA,
Eurythmics,
Faust,
Bobby Womack,
Deadbeat,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pole,
Derrick May,
David McCallum,
Sällskapet,
Connie Case,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cybotron,
Crooked Eye,
Subhumans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.