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 Swaziland and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Q and Not U,
Archie Shepp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Lightning Bolt,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Darondo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Music Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gladiators,
Nils Olav,
World's Most,
Skaos,
The Neon Judgement,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Howard Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Pus,
Roxy Music,
Whodini,
Fatback Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Moebius,
Eric Copeland,
The Blackbyrds,
B.T. Express,
Pantaleimon,
Lindisfarne,
Scientists,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slackers,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Fat Boys,
Metal Thangz,
Mo-Dettes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Evens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Vogues,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Ponytail,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Qualms,
Groovy Waters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aloha Tigers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.