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 Georgia and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Mr. Review to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Germs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Loose Ends,
Shuggie Otis,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Procol Harum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agent Orange,
Fela Kuti,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Barracudas,
Gabor Szabo,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Girls At Our Best!,
Flipper,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Angry Samoans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Zeros,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
Negative Approach,
Max Romeo,
Can,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
Audionom,
Scott Walker,
The Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gap Band,
Depeche Mode,
Jawbox,
James White and The Blacks,
Fatback Band,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
a-ha,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scientists,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aswad,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.