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 Belarus and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
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 guitar 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 Talk Talk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Fugazi,
Don Cherry,
Infiniti,
Susan Cadogan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mummies,
Eric Dolphy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jawbox,
The Kinks,
Agitation Free,
Jerry's Kids,
Depeche Mode,
Letta Mbulu,
Stiv Bators,
Livin' Joy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visage,
FM Einheit,
The Raincoats,
Au Pairs,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
Hot Snakes,
Joe Finger,
Robert Hood,
The Walker Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Little Man,
Animal Collective,
The Shadows of Knight,
B.T. Express,
The Selecter,
Quadrant,
Vladislav Delay,
Monolake,
Masters at Work,
Archie Shepp,
Sonny Sharrock,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
Minutemen,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Mr. Review,
The Angels of Light,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Sherman,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.