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 Denmark and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonny Sharrock 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall,
Susan Cadogan,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Wings,
Mad Mike,
Mantronix,
Black Sheep,
KRS-One,
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pierre Henry,
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
OOIOO,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
Davy DMX,
Essential Logic,
June Days,
Yazoo,
Erasure,
Al Stewart,
Blossom Toes,
Goldenarms,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
Mark Hollis,
Fugazi,
X-101,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Index,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxy Music,
John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Junior Murvin,
John Holt,
Bobby Byrd,
The Wake,
The Birthday Party,
JFA,
China Crisis,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.