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 Panama and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Yaz to the grime 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lyres,
The J.B.'s,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kas Product,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Sixth Finger,
Blake Baxter,
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Swans,
PIL,
Simply Red,
Neil Young,
Metal Thangz,
Glenn Branca,
JFA,
Fad Gadget,
Crash Course in Science,
Maleditus Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Sneak,
Parry Music,
Colin Newman,
The Toasters,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sex Pistols,
Eli Mardock,
Warren Ellis,
Amazonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
L. Decosne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Minutemen,
Au Pairs,
Cecil Taylor,
The Neon Judgement,
Aloha Tigers,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Mills,
Black Sheep,
Symarip,
Wings,
Ten City,
DNA,
Kurtis Blow,
The Wake,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.