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 Ecuador and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Holger Czukay 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
Ludus,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
Little Man,
Oblivians,
David McCallum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fugazi,
48th St. Collective,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
Mo-Dettes,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Velvet Underground,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
The Dead C,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Banda Bassotti,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
Procol Harum,
Boredoms,
Stetsasonic,
Nico,
Dennis Brown,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cheater Slicks,
Basic Channel,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
U.S. Maple,
cv313,
The Divine Comedy,
Lower 48,
The Associates,
Robert Wyatt,
The Toasters,
Mark Hollis,
Magazine,
June of 44,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric Dolphy,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.