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 Niger and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scrapy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minny Pops,
The Associates,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Crooked Eye,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Derrick Morgan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Max Romeo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reuben Wilson,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marvin Gaye,
Outsiders,
Duran Duran,
Chris & Cosey,
Erasure,
Shoche,
Audionom,
Blake Baxter,
Oblivians,
Thee Headcoats,
Nils Olav,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Barbara Tucker,
48th St. Collective,
Los Fastidios,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ash Ra Tempel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The J.B.'s,
Roxette,
The Gladiators,
Rotary Connection,
Newcleus,
Scion,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Reed,
Saccharine Trust,
Yaz,
The Fugs,
Ronnie Foster,
This Heat,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Icehouse,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.