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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Y Pants to the punk 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Toasters,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
Zero Boys,
Y Pants,
Leonard Cohen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Von Mondo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Subhumans,
Black Moon,
Warren Ellis,
Eric Dolphy,
Smog,
Cymande,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
One Last Wish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Associates,
Sound Behaviour,
Animal Collective,
Janne Schatter,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Niagra,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Rakim,
cv313,
MDC,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lyres,
Supertramp,
Cameo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rekid,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Stooges,
Sly & The Family Stone,
KRS-One,
The Motions,
The Divine Comedy,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Fania All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Jacques Brel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.