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 Honduras and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joyce Sims to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dead C,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
Model 500,
8 Eyed Spy,
DNA,
Donny Hathaway,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Radio Birdman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wolf Eyes,
Lucky Dragons,
Jandek,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Maleditus Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
Wasted Youth,
Faust,
Matthew Bourne,
Sound Behaviour,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
This Heat,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fall,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Hood,
Buzzcocks,
Mo-Dettes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Zeros,
Half Japanese,
Theoretical Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Loose Ends,
Idris Muhammad,
Cybotron,
Hashim,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick May,
Maurizio,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.