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 Finland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Brothers Johnson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
the Germs,
Animal Collective,
Reagan Youth,
Sun City Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Intrusion,
The Young Rascals,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Interpol,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
the Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
DJ Sneak,
The Divine Comedy,
Terry Callier,
Danielle Patucci,
Anthony Braxton,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
Eli Mardock,
Barry Ungar,
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Harmonia,
The Star Department,
Isaac Hayes,
Guru Guru,
Vladislav Delay,
John Lydon,
Junior Murvin,
Rites of Spring,
EPMD,
JFA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Half Japanese,
Public Image Ltd.,
China Crisis,
Sugar Minott,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Residents,
Bronski Beat,
Rapeman,
Simply Red,
Mission of Burma,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
Dawn Penn,
Bauhaus,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.