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 Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
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 clarinet 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 Silicon Teens to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
JFA,
MC5,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
The Grass Roots,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Techniques,
Brass Construction,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soulsonic Force,
The Litter,
Absolute Body Control,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
The Smiths,
Lungfish,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
X-101,
The Fall,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
The Victims,
Dorothy Ashby,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors,
Yaz,
Sixth Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Nik Kershaw,
Cameo,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thee Headcoats,
Half Japanese,
Marcia Griffiths,
Goldenarms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Khruangbin,
David Axelrod,
DJ Sneak,
Arab on Radar,
The Skatalites,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Infiniti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.