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 Morocco and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Girls At Our Best! to the techno 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
John Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
Metal Thangz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gong,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Chris Corsano,
Man Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Wake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
X-102,
MC5,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Nas,
Bootsy Collins,
Patti Smith,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
Bad Manners,
Groovy Waters,
Echospace,
K-Klass,
Lalann,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
The Sound,
Pantytec,
JFA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
The Stooges,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
Amon Düül,
Chris & Cosey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joey Negro,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Beau Brummels,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radiohead,
D'Angelo,
Jandek,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.