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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 The Seeds to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
Niagra,
Q65,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boz Scaggs,
Rakim,
Minor Threat,
Accadde A,
The Red Krayola,
Lightning Bolt,
Kaleidoscope,
Pere Ubu,
Barrington Levy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Janne Schatter,
CMW,
The Birthday Party,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Halsall,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dirtbombs,
Roxy Music,
The Slits,
Eurythmics,
Nirvana,
Soulsonic Force,
Bizarre Inc.,
Excepter,
Mandrill,
Guru Guru,
DNA,
Sex Pistols,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
Bad Manners,
The Remains,
Barry Ungar,
Soft Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Wake,
Soft Cell,
Masters at Work,
Pantaleimon,
Skaos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lalann,
The Cowsills,
Ten City,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.