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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 PIL to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Cymande,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rites of Spring,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed,
Organ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mad Mike,
The Cramps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moleskins,
Wally Richardson,
The Invisible,
Tears for Fears,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gabor Szabo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Germs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Monochrome Set,
Stereo Dub,
The Saints,
Absolute Body Control,
Crooked Eye,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Fraelich,
Pulsallama,
Newcleus,
The Music Machine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Offenders,
Technova,
Crispy Ambulance,
Easy Going,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MDC,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hot Snakes,
Ohio Players,
Chrome,
The Tremeloes,
Glenn Branca,
Jimmy McGriff,
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fluxion,
The Last Poets,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.