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 Bahrain and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bauhaus to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terry Callier,
The Mojo Men,
EPMD,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cramps,
The Offenders,
Monolake,
Hashim,
Qualms,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Rosa Yemen,
Suburban Knight,
The Techniques,
Joey Negro,
A Certain Ratio,
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
Blake Baxter,
Roxy Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nils Olav,
R.M.O.,
the Association,
Angry Samoans,
Dawn Penn,
Yellowson,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jawbox,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Blackbyrds,
AZ,
Ronan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Siglo XX,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
a-ha,
Quadrant,
Mark Hollis,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Mills,
Can,
Unwound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
The Wake,
Section 25,
The United States of America,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shuggie Otis,
John Lydon,
The Trojans,
Hardrive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.