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 Brazil and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 MC5 to the grime 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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
Gang Green,
Moebius,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
Niagra,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New York Dolls,
Gang of Four,
Technova,
Japan,
Jawbox,
Sex Pistols,
The Gun Club,
In Retrospect,
Leonard Cohen,
The Modern Lovers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Human League,
Ronan,
The Saints,
The United States of America,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
The Cowsills,
D'Angelo,
Shuggie Otis,
Bronski Beat,
Hashim,
Hasil Adkins,
Rekid,
Chris & Cosey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy Collins,
Trumans Water,
Black Flag,
UT,
The Golliwogs,
The Beau Brummels,
Tom Boy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Slave,
Neu!,
OOIOO,
Reagan Youth,
Main Source,
Smog,
Eli Mardock,
Pagans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.