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 Eritrea and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Essential Logic to the rap 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Niagra,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Matthew Bourne,
The Residents,
Porter Ricks,
cv313,
Connie Case,
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
The American Breed,
Yazoo,
Urselle,
Sun Ra,
Idris Muhammad,
Guru Guru,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crime,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Organ,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brothers Johnson,
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
Godley & Creme,
Brass Construction,
Lyres,
Tears for Fears,
Alphaville,
Lightning Bolt,
Ludus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rakim,
Talk Talk,
Minor Threat,
Andrew Hill,
Barbara Tucker,
Joyce Sims,
Panda Bear,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
KRS-One,
Masters at Work,
Dual Sessions,
Lalann,
The Real Kids,
Skaos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shoche,
Darondo,
Graham Central Station,
Agent Orange,
The Names,
Oneida,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.