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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Boz Scaggs to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Thompson Twins,
Thee Headcoats,
The Black Dice,
EPMD,
The Leaves,
Erasure,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Inner City,
Sun Ra,
Essential Logic,
Mission of Burma,
The Skatalites,
Symarip,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Barrington Levy,
Public Enemy,
The Searchers,
Pylon,
The Gories,
Quantec,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soft Machine,
Grey Daturas,
Ten City,
Steve Hackett,
David McCallum,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Scott Walker,
Banda Bassotti,
The Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Neu!,
Radiohead,
Pussy Galore,
The J.B.'s,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nirvana,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gong,
Letta Mbulu,
Mad Mike,
Urselle,
Joey Negro,
Joe Smooth,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.