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 Latvia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 Todd Terry 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Young Marble Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Joyce Sims,
Pagans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jandek,
ABC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultra Naté,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wire,
Basic Channel,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Buckinghams,
The Beau Brummels,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jacob Miller,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
The Last Poets,
Television,
a-ha,
The Kinks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Duran Duran,
Patti Smith,
Slave,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Tremeloes,
Brothers Johnson,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
Lindisfarne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
48th St. Collective,
Excepter,
Neil Young,
Alison Limerick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Juan Atkins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Blues Magoos,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Chris & Cosey,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
La Düsseldorf,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.