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 Tajikistan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dennis Brown to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalann,
Icehouse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
Funky Four + One,
Kurtis Blow,
Erykah Badu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dave Gahan,
Warren Ellis,
MC5,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Deakin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
Hot Snakes,
Shoche,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Lynne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harry Pussy,
Camouflage,
Radio Birdman,
Subhumans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pere Ubu,
Warsaw,
Youth Brigade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fugs,
Joyce Sims,
The Moody Blues,
The Flesh Eaters,
D'Angelo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Excepter,
Harmonia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Maurizio,
David Axelrod,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Main Source,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Arthur Verocai,
The Move,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
Talk Talk,
Flipper,
Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.