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 Grenada and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Supertramp to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Make Up,
Roy Ayers,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
Q65,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
Fluxion,
Zapp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pole,
Delta 5,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brand Nubian,
Alice Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Lydon,
Barrington Levy,
Fad Gadget,
Blancmange,
Johnny Osbourne,
Accadde A,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Grandmaster Flash,
Judy Mowatt,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mission of Burma,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Josef K,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fugs,
The Buckinghams,
Youth Brigade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Association,
Wasted Youth,
Half Japanese,
MDC,
Pylon,
Ten City,
Moebius,
Patti Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Ronnie Foster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eurythmics,
Soul II Soul,
Gang of Four,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Can,
Marine Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Henry Cow,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.