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 Romania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the funk 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire 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?
Half Japanese,
Dual Sessions,
Aloha Tigers,
Roxy Music,
X-102,
Todd Terry,
Prince Buster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alphaville,
Marmalade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Glambeats Corp.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
JFA,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Warsaw,
R.M.O.,
Reuben Wilson,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
Supertramp,
David Bowie,
Trumans Water,
Gang of Four,
Hashim,
The Fuzztones,
The Beau Brummels,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Cybotron,
Panda Bear,
Marine Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-101,
The Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Youth Brigade,
Fluxion,
Television,
Nico,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Glenn Branca,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sound Behaviour,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.