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 Liechtenstein and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 Mark Hollis to the grime 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Schoolly D,
Metal Thangz,
Q65,
Gong,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
JFA,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
48th St. Collective,
Cymande,
Nas,
Zero Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Public Enemy,
Henry Cow,
Davy DMX,
Porter Ricks,
Supertramp,
CMW,
Quantec,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yellowson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
Eric Copeland,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rapeman,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reagan Youth,
Technova,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Goldenarms,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Rakim,
Bush Tetras,
Shoche,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crime,
Bobby Womack,
Tears for Fears,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Boz Scaggs,
Electric Prunes,
Eurythmics,
Oblivians,
a-ha,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.