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 Zimbabwe and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Invisible 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Dawn Penn,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cal Tjader,
Flash Fearless,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun City Girls,
E-Dancer,
Au Pairs,
Jandek,
MC5,
Tres Demented,
Jerry's Kids,
Donald Byrd,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
Heaven 17,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Magazine,
Fugazi,
The Cowsills,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dorothy Ashby,
Intrusion,
Lakeside,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Albert Ayler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
Man Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slave,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Byrd,
AZ,
Warren Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eddi Front,
Symarip,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.