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 Fiji and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Nils Olav to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pussy Galore,
Con Funk Shun,
Oneida,
Tears for Fears,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blake Baxter,
Thompson Twins,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
Marine Girls,
Hardrive,
Cluster,
The Slackers,
Fat Boys,
Adolescents,
Saccharine Trust,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
Thee Headcoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Association,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
DJ Style,
Motorama,
Soft Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yazoo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Magazine,
The Vogues,
Arab on Radar,
Flipper,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sight & Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scrapy,
Maurizio,
Tropical Tobacco,
LL Cool J,
Maleditus Sound,
Ken Boothe,
Gregory Isaacs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mummies,
Pylon,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.