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 Ireland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Human League to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
Y Pants,
Rekid,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marshall Jefferson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Electric Prunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
David McCallum,
Ituana,
June of 44,
Cecil Taylor,
Faust,
Ultimate Spinach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
Babytalk,
MC5,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
Delta 5,
Todd Terry,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
Neil Young,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Crash Course in Science,
a-ha,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter and Kerry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection,
John Lydon,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
PIL,
Das Ding,
Roxette,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Copeland,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Funkadelic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pretty Things,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.