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 Palau and from London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Drive Like Jehu to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
Funkadelic,
B.T. Express,
K-Klass,
The Trojans,
Warsaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faraquet,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
The Standells,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
cv313,
Donny Hathaway,
AZ,
ABC,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
The Kinks,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gladiators,
Soul II Soul,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DJ Style,
Wings,
China Crisis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Motorama,
Eric Dolphy,
Harmonia,
Tres Demented,
John Holt,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radio Birdman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Nils Olav,
Blake Baxter,
Mad Mike,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dawn Penn,
Morten Harket,
Model 500,
Buzzcocks,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Womack,
Marine Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
Pantaleimon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.