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 Tanzania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Aaron Thompson to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
The Gories,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
Los Fastidios,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Zeros,
Kas Product,
Magma,
Cheater Slicks,
Laurel Aitken,
AZ,
K-Klass,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Pus,
Ronan,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
F. McDonald,
L. Decosne,
Funky Four + One,
Pierre Henry,
The Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Nik Kershaw,
Japan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacob Miller,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Babytalk,
The Names,
Howard Jones,
Basic Channel,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swans,
KRS-One,
Donald Byrd,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.