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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
FM Einheit,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dawn Penn,
The Dirtbombs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skriet,
Harry Pussy,
Wings,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
Crash Course in Science,
Funky Four + One,
Maleditus Sound,
Swans,
The Golliwogs,
Severed Heads,
Black Bananas,
Glenn Branca,
Iggy Pop,
K-Klass,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
The United States of America,
Pantytec,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Delta 5,
Crispy Ambulance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Trojans,
Connie Case,
Tres Demented,
The Searchers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fatback Band,
The Durutti Column,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
The Motions,
Model 500,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Essential Logic,
The Music Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mandrill,
Leonard Cohen,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.