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 the UAE and from New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Flash Fearless to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Scion,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marmalade,
Neil Young,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fugs,
Yaz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angry Samoans,
Barrington Levy,
Nirvana,
Fear,
Skarface,
Fugazi,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lower 48,
Smog,
Panda Bear,
Marine Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Freddie Wadling,
Bush Tetras,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Adolescents,
Soft Machine,
The Zeros,
B.T. Express,
The Martian,
The Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
The Fuzztones,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drexciya,
The Doobie Brothers,
Shoche,
Ohio Players,
Tommy Roe,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Tubeway Army,
CMW,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.