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 Sri Lanka 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deakin to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
Deakin,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blake Baxter,
Q65,
Suburban Knight,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Prince Buster,
This Heat,
Yazoo,
New Order,
Mantronix,
B.T. Express,
Whodini,
Jerry's Kids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
MDC,
X-102,
the Association,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bauhaus,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Associates,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
The Birthday Party,
DNA,
Funkadelic,
Lou Christie,
Stereo Dub,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Surgeon,
Robert Görl,
The Litter,
Lower 48,
Boredoms,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kurtis Blow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Royal Trux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
Gichy Dan,
Magazine,
Reagan Youth,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.