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 Bolivia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Normal to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
Charles Mingus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
The Toasters,
The Fuzztones,
Excepter,
The Star Department,
Scott Walker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Subhumans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
Drexciya,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
JFA,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days,
Eddi Front,
Quadrant,
Kayak,
Von Mondo,
DJ Style,
The Leaves,
Essential Logic,
The Velvet Underground,
Monks,
Franke,
Aswad,
Peter and Kerry,
Lungfish,
Kenny Larkin,
Rapeman,
Bang On A Can,
the Normal,
The Trojans,
Sandy B,
Theoretical Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
The Barracudas,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Arcadia,
Max Romeo,
Dark Day,
Clear Light,
Lyres,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.