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 Philippines and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Janne Schatter to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Circle Jerks,
Man Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
The Gladiators,
David McCallum,
Marc Almond,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
The Doors,
Moebius,
Kenny Larkin,
Minny Pops,
K-Klass,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxy Music,
Joe Finger,
The Golliwogs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deepchord,
Deadbeat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hardrive,
Shuggie Otis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lucky Dragons,
Au Pairs,
Connie Case,
Buzzcocks,
Lou Reed,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Flag,
Michelle Simonal,
Negative Approach,
The Fortunes,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Wyatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Bauhaus,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.