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 Colombia and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Gladiators to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Jawbox,
The Misunderstood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Monolake,
The Litter,
Donny Hathaway,
Cal Tjader,
Public Image Ltd.,
Procol Harum,
Porter Ricks,
The Mummies,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Steve Hackett,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reuben Wilson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
Robert Wyatt,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Hood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erasure,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
Ultravox,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Royal Trux,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Scratch Acid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tom Boy,
Sandy B,
Yusef Lateef,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Das Ding,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
Vainqueur,
Marine Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
The Velvet Underground,
Dawn Penn,
David Bowie,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Silicon Teens,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.