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 Latvia and from Portland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Gang Green to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
Joey Negro,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Supertramp,
B.T. Express,
Shoche,
Todd Terry,
Average White Band,
Amon Düül,
Gang Starr,
Avey Tare,
June of 44,
Japan,
Bluetip,
The Gories,
Duran Duran,
Marine Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
Lungfish,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Qualms,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Hill,
X-Ray Spex,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
The Velvet Underground,
Althea and Donna,
Gong,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Archie Shepp,
ABC,
Tears for Fears,
DNA,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Bananas,
Cluster,
KRS-One,
Lucky Dragons,
Crooked Eye,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eurythmics,
Infiniti,
The Smoke,
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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.