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 Liechtenstein and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Black Moon to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Average White Band,
New Order,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Mad Mike,
Icehouse,
Sun City Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Letta Mbulu,
The Barracudas,
Pylon,
Radiohead,
Morten Harket,
Tubeway Army,
Sandy B,
Reuben Wilson,
Essential Logic,
Aural Exciters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funky Four + One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barbara Tucker,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
Massinfluence,
Slave,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Smooth,
Shoche,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Eric B and Rakim,
Don Cherry,
Minor Threat,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
Lucky Dragons,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Standells,
Bluetip,
the Human League,
Maurizio,
Swans,
Black Bananas,
Idris Muhammad,
The Victims,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Knickerbockers,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.