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 Austria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Flash Fearless to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Adolescents,
June of 44,
The Count Five,
Lindisfarne,
Main Source,
Terry Callier,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes,
Bob Dylan,
Colin Newman,
Tom Boy,
Cymande,
the Germs,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
Spandau Ballet,
Aaron Thompson,
Stereo Dub,
Ken Boothe,
The Velvet Underground,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
Von Mondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mad Mike,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
Cameo,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Aural Exciters,
The Five Americans,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Moby Grape,
EPMD,
The Leaves,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Zero Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
the Normal,
Scan 7,
Max Romeo,
The Barracudas,
Camberwell Now,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minor Threat,
Whodini,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rufus Thomas,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.