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 Dominica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Jakarta.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the punk 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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey 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?
Whodini,
Erykah Badu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neu!,
Sister Nancy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Joy Division,
Barclay James Harvest,
Charles Mingus,
Nils Olav,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
Porter Ricks,
Ossler,
Flipper,
Outsiders,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scientists,
Dead Boys,
Joe Smooth,
the Germs,
Negative Approach,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Sheep,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
Crispy Ambulance,
B.T. Express,
Organ,
X-102,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Wasted Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
KRS-One,
Harry Pussy,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
Cymande,
Oblivians,
Shoche,
Tommy Roe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare,
Bill Wells,
The Saints,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.