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 Palau and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grandmaster Flash to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lower 48,
Fat Boys,
The Index,
Massinfluence,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Rosa Yemen,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Groovy Waters,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Moby Grape,
Warsaw,
Sight & Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pagans,
Sex Pistols,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
cv313,
8 Eyed Spy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gong,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Susan Cadogan,
Crime,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Jeru the Damaja,
Excepter,
Roxy Music,
Flipper,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Fluxion,
Jandek,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sugar Minott,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wings,
Freddie Wadling,
The Raincoats,
Metal Thangz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ten City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alice Coltrane,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.