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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash,
David Bowie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
The Fuzztones,
Brothers Johnson,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mojo Men,
Josef K,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Visage,
the Germs,
Hardrive,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
the Bar-Kays,
The American Breed,
Ronan,
The Searchers,
The United States of America,
the Soft Cell,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
8 Eyed Spy,
Niagra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mars,
Heaven 17,
DNA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
KRS-One,
Robert Wyatt,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Little Man,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Red Krayola,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Human League,
Arthur Verocai,
Harry Pussy,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Malaria!,
The Martian,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Dolphy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.