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 Madagascar and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Jeff Lynne,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Procol Harum,
One Last Wish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mark Hollis,
Joey Negro,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
Howard Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
Circle Jerks,
Quantec,
Eli Mardock,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hasil Adkins,
Aswad,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
The Count Five,
Albert Ayler,
Ronan,
Slick Rick,
Symarip,
Icehouse,
Nik Kershaw,
Underground Resistance,
Newcleus,
Arcadia,
Harry Pussy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
The Neon Judgement,
The Pretty Things,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Moody Blues,
Danielle Patucci,
Section 25,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oneida,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.