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 St Lucia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Adolescents to the electroclash 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Massinfluence,
Minor Threat,
David Bowie,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smoke,
Pulsallama,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Suicide,
Nik Kershaw,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacques Brel,
The Associates,
The Barracudas,
Section 25,
The Residents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slave,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siglo XX,
Smog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Loose Ends,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cowsills,
OOIOO,
Circle Jerks,
Bootsy Collins,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed,
June Days,
Schoolly D,
Tim Buckley,
The Smiths,
Visage,
EPMD,
John Cale,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
L. Decosne,
Barrington Levy,
Au Pairs,
Alton Ellis,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.