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 Vietnam and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Brick to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Black Pus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Copeland,
David McCallum,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magazine,
Fear,
Underground Resistance,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jandek,
Man Parrish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Agitation Free,
Marine Girls,
LL Cool J,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fugs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stetsasonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Don Cherry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fuzztones,
Faust,
Quadrant,
Livin' Joy,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
10cc,
The Trojans,
Whodini,
Camouflage,
The Mummies,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young,
Technova,
Harpers Bizarre,
June of 44,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ohio Players,
The Motions,
Index,
Thee Headcoats,
Deadbeat,
The Move,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.