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 Eritrea and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Essential Logic to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
The Mummies,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Starr,
Pylon,
Shoche,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sixth Finger,
One Last Wish,
Model 500,
Mars,
The Birthday Party,
Black Flag,
Barrington Levy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aloha Tigers,
Eli Mardock,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spandau Ballet,
KRS-One,
Organ,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Archie Shepp,
Bush Tetras,
Todd Terry,
Pantytec,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Toni Rubio,
Half Japanese,
The Zeros,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
Godley & Creme,
The Litter,
Moby Grape,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Brothers Johnson,
FM Einheit,
John Holt,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dark Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Das Ding,
F. McDonald,
Minnie Riperton,
Bad Manners,
Nico,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.