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 Uzbekistan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Stereo Dub to the grime 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Amon Düül II,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
Main Source,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Trumans Water,
The Saints,
the Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ponytail,
Gichy Dan,
Japan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brass Construction,
Nirvana,
Fat Boys,
Model 500,
Ultra Naté,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Radio Birdman,
Danielle Patucci,
Surgeon,
FM Einheit,
Anthony Braxton,
Kaleidoscope,
Yazoo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Parry Music,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
Saccharine Trust,
John Cale,
Mantronix,
Organ,
The Associates,
The Busters,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
The Selecter,
Ultravox,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
JFA,
Youth Brigade,
The Remains,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Marvin Gaye,
Blancmange,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.