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 France and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
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 Nile Rodgers 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 Lower 48 to the grunge 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Half Japanese,
Second Layer,
Eurythmics,
Funky Four + One,
Juan Atkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
Josef K,
Cameo,
Arcadia,
The Names,
Altered Images,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Visage,
Todd Terry,
Mr. Review,
Dead Boys,
Hoover,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moody Blues,
The Five Americans,
Ultravox,
The Searchers,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
The Happenings,
Trumans Water,
Blake Baxter,
The Birthday Party,
Young Marble Giants,
Ludus,
ABC,
Dorothy Ashby,
Con Funk Shun,
Clear Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Quadrant,
MDC,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Byrd,
Graham Central Station,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.