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 Syria and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barclay James Harvest to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Newcleus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool Moe Dee,
Albert Ayler,
The Knickerbockers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Gichy Dan,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
DNA,
Roy Ayers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Gang of Four,
Mission of Burma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Japan,
Stiv Bators,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Swans,
Rekid,
Amon Düül,
the Human League,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
The Offenders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Darondo,
the Germs,
The Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Faust,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scion,
Toni Rubio,
Tim Buckley,
Motorama,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Judy Mowatt,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
The Grass Roots,
Jimmy McGriff,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Mandrill,
a-ha,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Y Pants,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.