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 Taiwan and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lightning Bolt to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Sonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moby Grape,
Chrome,
Brothers Johnson,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Human League,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jawbox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
Aloha Tigers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Red Krayola,
Laurel Aitken,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stereo Dub,
Quantec,
The Tremeloes,
Ice-T,
Nick Fraelich,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Interpol,
Suburban Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Dead Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick May,
The Searchers,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Star Department,
OOIOO,
Cecil Taylor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mars,
Tubeway Army,
Easy Going,
MDC,
Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
Idris Muhammad,
Godley & Creme,
The Gun Club,
Nils Olav,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eurythmics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gabor Szabo,
Negative Approach,
Parry Music,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.