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 Philippines and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Pretty Things to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Gang Dance,
Matthew Halsall,
DJ Sneak,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Count Five,
The Pretty Things,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Wings,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
Scratch Acid,
Arthur Verocai,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
Angry Samoans,
Massinfluence,
John Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barrington Levy,
Jacques Brel,
Howard Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
U.S. Maple,
The Sonics,
The Cure,
The Saints,
Procol Harum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Metal Thangz,
Eric Dolphy,
Dead Boys,
Mars,
Absolute Body Control,
Aloha Tigers,
Livin' Joy,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.