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 Belize and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
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 808 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 Section 25 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Accadde A,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Make Up,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Toni Rubio,
Stetsasonic,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
the Human League,
The Misunderstood,
Bang On A Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Circle Jerks,
Parry Music,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Man Parrish,
Q65,
Underground Resistance,
Main Source,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Iggy Pop,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Reuben Wilson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
Aloha Tigers,
Scion,
The Durutti Column,
The Human League,
Urselle,
Symarip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tom Boy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Rites of Spring,
L. Decosne,
Swans,
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
Morten Harket,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
David Bowie,
T.S.O.L.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.