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 Tunisia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gong 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chris Corsano,
Youth Brigade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Sheep,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Public Enemy,
Nas,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Starr,
MC5,
Malaria!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare,
Aloha Tigers,
Harmonia,
Japan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
Freddie Wadling,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minor Threat,
Jeff Mills,
Davy DMX,
Ice-T,
Colin Newman,
Darondo,
Audionom,
John Lydon,
John Holt,
Amazonics,
The Five Americans,
Camberwell Now,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lungfish,
The Leaves,
The Golliwogs,
Bronski Beat,
Prince Buster,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Das Ding,
The Index,
The Gun Club,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.