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 Jordan and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Mummies to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zero Boys,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
Eden Ahbez,
Fugazi,
The Names,
Intrusion,
Funky Four + One,
Agitation Free,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erasure,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter and Kerry,
Swell Maps,
Sparks,
Eric Copeland,
Pussy Galore,
Kenny Larkin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Can,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Anthony Braxton,
Anakelly,
Sällskapet,
Lucky Dragons,
Faust,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Section 25,
Gang Green,
The Durutti Column,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
48th St. Collective,
The Index,
Donald Byrd,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
China Crisis,
Index,
Skaos,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ken Boothe,
The Fire Engines,
Albert Ayler,
Silicon Teens,
Swans,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.