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 Nauru and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Intrusion to the techno 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Residents,
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
Hot Snakes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed,
Accadde A,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Remains,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Tomorrow,
Cal Tjader,
Traffic Nightmare,
Iggy Pop,
Gang Green,
Jacob Miller,
Soft Cell,
Y Pants,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick May,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Joensuu 1685,
Babytalk,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Suburban Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lyres,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Niagra,
Cybotron,
Alphaville,
The Golliwogs,
Danielle Patucci,
Hashim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.