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 Uzbekistan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 AZ to the dance 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Mantronix,
Lindisfarne,
Scan 7,
Dead Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Pus,
Howard Jones,
Hashim,
The Wake,
Intrusion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Womack,
Roxette,
Chris Corsano,
The Happenings,
Dennis Brown,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Darondo,
The Mojo Men,
Marvin Gaye,
Von Mondo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erasure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
EPMD,
Lucky Dragons,
Yaz,
Yazoo,
Au Pairs,
Gichy Dan,
Excepter,
Zapp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eddi Front,
The Smoke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glenn Branca,
ABC,
David Axelrod,
Byron Stingily,
David McCallum,
Robert Görl,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.