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 Albania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe 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 The Gories to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Wasted Youth,
Crooked Eye,
Janne Schatter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Eden Ahbez,
Reuben Wilson,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Red Krayola,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Monolake,
D'Angelo,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
The Durutti Column,
Roger Hodgson,
Faraquet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camberwell Now,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy Collins,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
Erasure,
The Stooges,
Cybotron,
The Techniques,
The Angels of Light,
Jacob Miller,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Adolescents,
T.S.O.L.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Piero Umiliani,
Brick,
The Real Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
MDC,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.