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 Brazil and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Icehouse to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hardrive,
Pulsallama,
China Crisis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scan 7,
Anthony Braxton,
Whodini,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Byron Stingily,
The Angels of Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Pop Group,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
The Pretty Things,
The Electric Prunes,
Can,
Altered Images,
Slave,
Wolf Eyes,
Pagans,
Young Marble Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
The Names,
Section 25,
The Sonics,
Dual Sessions,
The Raincoats,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Copeland,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
Anakelly,
Loose Ends,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Dolphy,
Freddie Wadling,
Sister Nancy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lakeside,
Ponytail,
Davy DMX,
Rod Modell,
Mark Hollis,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül II,
The Litter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Outsiders,
The Fugs,
Bang On A Can,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.