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 San Marino and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 rock 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
Junior Murvin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
Patti Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Hasil Adkins,
Letta Mbulu,
X-101,
Newcleus,
The Smoke,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
Agitation Free,
Isaac Hayes,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
Swans,
Howard Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Litter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cramps,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Surgeon,
Cluster,
Flash Fearless,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
Pierre Henry,
PIL,
Lower 48,
Skriet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pussy Galore,
Kas Product,
Todd Terry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vladislav Delay,
Intrusion,
John Foxx,
Amon Düül,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Anthony Braxton,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Zeros,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.