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 Dominican Republic and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stiv Bators to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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?
Unwound,
Fela Kuti,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Deakin,
Wolf Eyes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gichy Dan,
Zero Boys,
Heaven 17,
Piero Umiliani,
Fluxion,
Groovy Waters,
Drexciya,
Surgeon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
DJ Style,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Stetsasonic,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
Mr. Review,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Normal,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Germs,
Joey Negro,
Cecil Taylor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Cure,
Terry Callier,
Inner City,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
The Skatalites,
Godley & Creme,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
Visage,
X-Ray Spex,
The Star Department,
Nick Fraelich,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
Minnie Riperton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aural Exciters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.