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 Korea South and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Qualms to the grime 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Youth Brigade,
Mission of Burma,
Circle Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter and Kerry,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül,
The Misunderstood,
Lalann,
Urselle,
Pierre Henry,
The Vogues,
Con Funk Shun,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sällskapet,
The Dead C,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Cameo,
Adolescents,
The Evens,
Excepter,
Danielle Patucci,
Warren Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Wings,
Heaven 17,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Cheater Slicks,
Moebius,
Negative Approach,
Crash Course in Science,
Roxy Music,
Unrelated Segments,
Accadde A,
Gang Green,
Rufus Thomas,
Underground Resistance,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nik Kershaw,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thompson Twins,
Technova,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crooked Eye,
Oblivians,
The Raincoats,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.