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 China and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jacob Miller to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
B.T. Express,
Mandrill,
New York Dolls,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Womack,
Marine Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
the Sonics,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
The Electric Prunes,
One Last Wish,
Soulsonic Force,
Ken Boothe,
Derrick May,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare,
Barry Ungar,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Blake Baxter,
The Wake,
Kayak,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
Vainqueur,
Maurizio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agitation Free,
Echospace,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
This Heat,
Kerri Chandler,
Morten Harket,
Little Man,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Bourne,
Cybotron,
Mr. Review,
Cymande,
Grey Daturas,
John Lydon,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
The Kinks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rosa Yemen,
Marvin Gaye,
Theoretical Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gabor Szabo,
Thompson Twins,
Gichy Dan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.