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 Korea North and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Lyres to the funk 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Jacques Brel,
The Trojans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Faraquet,
Youth Brigade,
Skarface,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monochrome Set,
The Litter,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Pet Shop Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gong,
Rekid,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Monolake,
The Cure,
New Age Steppers,
Derrick May,
Neu!,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
cv313,
Bronski Beat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Susan Cadogan,
Fluxion,
The Index,
Gang of Four,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Qualms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chris & Cosey,
The Motions,
Minor Threat,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
World's Most,
Jawbox,
Duran Duran,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.