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 Oman and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mantronix to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
La Düsseldorf,
Duran Duran,
Derrick May,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
Aural Exciters,
Deepchord,
Lyres,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blues Magoos,
The Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lungfish,
This Heat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deakin,
The Human League,
Bobby Byrd,
Joey Negro,
Ice-T,
The Sonics,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
Sex Pistols,
Stetsasonic,
Gang of Four,
The Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Clear Light,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Prince Buster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swell Maps,
The Happenings,
Bobby Sherman,
Pole,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Buzzcocks,
Harpers Bizarre,
The American Breed,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Mills,
Surgeon,
Malaria!,
The Fuzztones,
The Trojans,
The Invisible,
Wally Richardson,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.