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 Seychelles and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fluxion,
Average White Band,
Carl Craig,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hot Snakes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minutemen,
Kurtis Blow,
cv313,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
JFA,
The Busters,
Cameo,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Terry,
Susan Cadogan,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Pussy Galore,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blake Baxter,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sugar Minott,
Mr. Review,
Parry Music,
Wire,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Model 500,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.