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 Italy and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 R.M.O. to the techno 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Reuben Wilson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crime,
Lalann,
Negative Approach,
Yaz,
Oneida,
Lungfish,
Ronan,
Monolake,
Zero Boys,
Liliput,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
Metal Thangz,
Archie Shepp,
Don Cherry,
The Skatalites,
PIL,
The Doors,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Susan Cadogan,
Tres Demented,
John Foxx,
Jacob Miller,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tears for Fears,
Tommy Roe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Patti Smith,
Wally Richardson,
The Star Department,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed,
Second Layer,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aural Exciters,
Brick,
Organ,
The Stooges,
Lower 48,
Pole,
Wire,
Loose Ends,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Terry,
U.S. Maple,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.