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 Mali 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Porter Ricks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Delta 5,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Q and Not U,
The Detroit Cobras,
T. Rex,
The Durutti Column,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Görl,
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Foxx,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
The Buckinghams,
The Sonics,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
ABBA,
Swell Maps,
Index,
Sällskapet,
Pagans,
Laurel Aitken,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
Funkadelic,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Icehouse,
Ultra Naté,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jandek,
The J.B.'s,
Make Up,
Eric Copeland,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slackers,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.