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 Lithuania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Offenders,
Soul II Soul,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
Joey Negro,
Ultra Naté,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kaleidoscope,
Monolake,
Dual Sessions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacob Miller,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Trojans,
Graham Central Station,
Fat Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Clarke,
Cybotron,
Bob Dylan,
Electric Prunes,
Marvin Gaye,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-102,
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
Kayak,
Vladislav Delay,
Kenny Larkin,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra,
The Blues Magoos,
CMW,
Trumans Water,
The Barracudas,
Sixth Finger,
T. Rex,
Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sound,
The Invisible,
Lungfish,
Tears for Fears,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
Lakeside,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.