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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Camouflage to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
the Swans,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alice Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
Los Fastidios,
Gabor Szabo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
New Age Steppers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
The Pretty Things,
The Smiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
Anthony Braxton,
Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sixth Finger,
Magma,
The Slits,
Laurel Aitken,
The Star Department,
The New Christs,
Carl Craig,
Reuben Wilson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
Fela Kuti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Inner City,
Trumans Water,
Model 500,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Neon Judgement,
Nirvana,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.