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 New Zealand and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Animal Collective to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
Sun Ra,
Don Cherry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ituana,
Joey Negro,
Fear,
Vainqueur,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Rekid,
Lyres,
Joe Finger,
Clear Light,
Ronan,
Aswad,
Moss Icon,
Infiniti,
Amazonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Nas,
Q65,
Malaria!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Order,
Swell Maps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nico,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Magazine,
Erasure,
Grauzone,
Black Flag,
Kas Product,
Jeru the Damaja,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed,
Fat Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Alphaville,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Tommy Roe,
D'Angelo,
Anakelly,
Judy Mowatt,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.