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 Sri Lanka and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the crunk 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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
June Days,
Dual Sessions,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Panda Bear,
David McCallum,
David Axelrod,
Ken Boothe,
B.T. Express,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slick Rick,
Tommy Roe,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ossler,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monochrome Set,
EPMD,
Chris Corsano,
Moebius,
Rekid,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quando Quango,
Quadrant,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Order,
Swans,
Second Layer,
Y Pants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Toni Rubio,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Inner City,
Rakim,
Pagans,
Kayak,
Tears for Fears,
Wolf Eyes,
ABC,
Pulsallama,
Q and Not U,
The Evens,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Amon Düül,
Youth Brigade,
MC5,
Mandrill,
Pylon,
Hoover,
Todd Rundgren,
Archie Shepp,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.