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 France and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arab on Radar to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Dead Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slick Rick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
Outsiders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Iggy Pop,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
MC5,
Lalann,
The Cramps,
Aswad,
Todd Terry,
James White and The Blacks,
Essential Logic,
Sight & Sound,
The American Breed,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Motions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ornette Coleman,
Tommy Roe,
Mars,
Spoonie Gee,
Fear,
Reagan Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Bronski Beat,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brothers Johnson,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
EPMD,
the Association,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Goldenarms,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
a-ha,
Tom Boy,
The Buckinghams,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pierre Henry,
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dave Gahan,
Drexciya,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kurtis Blow,
Pantytec,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
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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.