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 Czech Republic and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord 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 KRS-One to the funk 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
The Neon Judgement,
Masters at Work,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Connie Case,
Alice Coltrane,
Crash Course in Science,
Talk Talk,
KRS-One,
Peter & Gordon,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Victims,
Eli Mardock,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lindisfarne,
X-Ray Spex,
Television,
Deakin,
Eurythmics,
Fluxion,
Vainqueur,
Ken Boothe,
The Martian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Sherman,
Alison Limerick,
Scan 7,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
Idris Muhammad,
Organ,
Make Up,
June of 44,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Massinfluence,
R.M.O.,
The Divine Comedy,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smiths,
The Flesh Eaters,
Swell Maps,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Minny Pops,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Fear,
Amazonics,
The Evens,
Archie Shepp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Rundgren,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.