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 Burundi and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Monochrome Set to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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?
Ronnie Foster,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
the Swans,
Siglo XX,
The Real Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
Lakeside,
Byron Stingily,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
The Doors,
Cymande,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
Duran Duran,
Magazine,
David Bowie,
The Gap Band,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Althea and Donna,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
the Slits,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Normal,
The Invisible,
Q and Not U,
The Names,
Goldenarms,
Junior Murvin,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
The Walker Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Wally Richardson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sister Nancy,
D'Angelo,
Steve Hackett,
New York Dolls,
Max Romeo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Model 500,
David Axelrod,
Zapp,
Amon Düül,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.