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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Essential Logic 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Smog,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Nation of Ulysses,
Man Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Remains,
Bad Manners,
Darondo,
K-Klass,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Swans,
E-Dancer,
ABBA,
The Vogues,
Subhumans,
Skarface,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Deakin,
Metal Thangz,
X-102,
These Immortal Souls,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Tubeway Army,
Sunsets and Hearts,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thompson Twins,
The Motions,
The Wake,
Sight & Sound,
Minor Threat,
Swell Maps,
Sonic Youth,
Crime,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Womack,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
The Five Americans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Order,
Man Eating Sloth,
Basic Channel,
The Standells,
Ken Boothe,
the Sonics,
Charles Mingus,
The Beau Brummels,
Idris Muhammad,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.