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 Uruguay and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ice-T to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Zero Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Little Man,
Massinfluence,
Toni Rubio,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
Lyres,
Camberwell Now,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
Smog,
Mandrill,
Parry Music,
Robert Hood,
Bill Wells,
Alphaville,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Zeros,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
Crooked Eye,
The Offenders,
Derrick May,
Half Japanese,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott Heron,
Darondo,
John Lydon,
Reuben Wilson,
Glenn Branca,
Yazoo,
Mission of Burma,
Gabor Szabo,
Stereo Dub,
Max Romeo,
X-Ray Spex,
Depeche Mode,
Mark Hollis,
Joy Division,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Section 25,
Model 500,
The Sound,
Slave,
Oblivians,
E-Dancer,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Searchers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stiv Bators,
Crispian St. Peters,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
The Smoke,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.