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 Ivory Coast and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 The Motions to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Gabor Szabo,
Anakelly,
Quadrant,
The Busters,
These Immortal Souls,
Nas,
Con Funk Shun,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heaven 17,
Patti Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vainqueur,
Magazine,
Sugar Minott,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick May,
Boredoms,
Spoonie Gee,
Thee Headcoats,
L. Decosne,
Ohio Players,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
Sound Behaviour,
The Stooges,
the Normal,
Joe Smooth,
Monolake,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rufus Thomas,
Donny Hathaway,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scott Walker,
David McCallum,
Black Moon,
The Saints,
Soft Cell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moby Grape,
The Evens,
The Toasters,
Bobby Byrd,
Pulsallama,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Camouflage,
Dorothy Ashby,
Organ,
Popol Vuh,
Davy DMX,
The Pretty Things,
Charles Mingus,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.