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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Laurel Aitken to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme 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?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Faust,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monochrome Set,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
The Fuzztones,
The Five Americans,
The Doors,
The Moleskins,
Barry Ungar,
Boredoms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
Soulsonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Offenders,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
The Skatalites,
Wally Richardson,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
Unrelated Segments,
Barbara Tucker,
Neil Young,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hasil Adkins,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
Alton Ellis,
The Vogues,
Lyres,
Neu!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.