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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer 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 Sonic Youth to the electroclash 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage 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?
Fatback Band,
Sugar Minott,
Anthony Braxton,
Chrome,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Carl Craig,
Blossom Toes,
Dawn Penn,
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minnie Riperton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
Aaron Thompson,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Royal Trux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
Boredoms,
Mr. Review,
The Young Rascals,
Lightning Bolt,
Slave,
Chris Corsano,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gap Band,
DJ Sneak,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Underground Resistance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Stooges,
Tim Buckley,
Neu!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gladiators,
Yazoo,
Infiniti,
LL Cool J,
Unwound,
Swans,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
The Monks,
Vladislav Delay,
Wire,
Fugazi,
Reagan Youth,
DNA,
Q65,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.