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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Lydon,
Ultra Naté,
The Gladiators,
Parry Music,
Gabor Szabo,
Byron Stingily,
D'Angelo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ten City,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
The Names,
Das Ding,
Ralphi Rosario,
cv313,
Swell Maps,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
James White and The Blacks,
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick Morgan,
Suicide,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
U.S. Maple,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fugs,
Bobby Womack,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sarah Menescal,
Josef K,
Tears for Fears,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Bang On A Can,
The Buckinghams,
Basic Channel,
Visage,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nils Olav,
The Trojans,
Tres Demented,
Eric Copeland,
Los Fastidios,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
China Crisis,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.