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 Cyprus and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba 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 Index to the techno 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Underground Resistance,
the Fania All-Stars,
10cc,
Reuben Wilson,
Iggy Pop,
Hashim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cramps,
Tom Boy,
Steve Hackett,
Banda Bassotti,
The Names,
Country Teasers,
Procol Harum,
AZ,
PIL,
Sight & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Stereo Dub,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zapp,
Jacques Brel,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Jeff Mills,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Kas Product,
Grauzone,
The Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
The Saints,
UT,
Anthony Braxton,
Agitation Free,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Count Five,
Bill Near,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
Carl Craig,
Alison Limerick,
Sixth Finger,
L. Decosne,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites,
Scientists,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.