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 Spain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sarah Menescal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Cymande,
The Golliwogs,
Arab on Radar,
Unwound,
The Mummies,
Carl Craig,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
Ken Boothe,
Vainqueur,
The Mojo Men,
The Victims,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dave Clark Five,
Donald Byrd,
The Litter,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
The Divine Comedy,
Toni Rubio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Saccharine Trust,
Drexciya,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delta 5,
Flipper,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quantec,
Kenny Larkin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Easy Going,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Angels of Light,
Sam Rivers,
The Searchers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young,
Pole,
AZ,
Sonic Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ossler,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.