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 Japan and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Robert Görl to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Matthew Halsall,
Josef K,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soft Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Red Krayola,
Das Ding,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
Steve Hackett,
The J.B.'s,
David Axelrod,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spandau Ballet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Susan Cadogan,
Panda Bear,
Ten City,
E-Dancer,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Bananas,
Fela Kuti,
Kevin Saunderson,
DNA,
The Move,
The Gories,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Buckinghams,
Main Source,
Mantronix,
La Düsseldorf,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeff Lynne,
Faust,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
Echospace,
Ponytail,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Last Poets,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
Desert Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Henry Cow,
Joyce Sims,
The Grass Roots,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.