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 South Africa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Funkadelic to the crunk 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minny Pops,
PIL,
Schoolly D,
Make Up,
Roger Hodgson,
Thee Headcoats,
Boredoms,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
The Slackers,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
X-102,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Royal Trux,
Basic Channel,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terry Callier,
The Techniques,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quando Quango,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Altered Images,
Deepchord,
Massinfluence,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cluster,
Hashim,
Isaac Hayes,
The Beau Brummels,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
Rapeman,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Index,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cymande,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.