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 Luxembourg and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Davy DMX to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Das Ding,
Swell Maps,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Flag,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Womack,
Con Funk Shun,
Essential Logic,
Stetsasonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Bourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minor Threat,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Victims,
Schoolly D,
Deepchord,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arab on Radar,
Ash Ra Tempel,
U.S. Maple,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Depeche Mode,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blossom Toes,
Roxette,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
Animal Collective,
Circle Jerks,
ABC,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camouflage,
Jacob Miller,
The Evens,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
The Techniques,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.