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 Macedonia and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 The Fugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fela Kuti,
Charles Mingus,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
FM Einheit,
The Busters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
Angry Samoans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crooked Eye,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kaleidoscope,
Skaos,
Model 500,
The Stooges,
John Coltrane,
UT,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
Mantronix,
Soul Sonic Force,
Trumans Water,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terry Callier,
the Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Banda Bassotti,
Qualms,
Warsaw,
Desert Stars,
Erasure,
Jimmy McGriff,
Excepter,
Danielle Patucci,
OOIOO,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Durutti Column,
DNA,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Con Funk Shun,
Marvin Gaye,
Sam Rivers,
China Crisis,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.