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 Uganda and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Young Marble Giants to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Bobby Sherman,
Darondo,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Surgeon,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Hill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Lalann,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Jawbox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
U.S. Maple,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bronski Beat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick May,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Star Department,
Technova,
Essential Logic,
Talk Talk,
Pagans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Heaven 17,
Make Up,
Adolescents,
Blossom Toes,
The Mummies,
Cymande,
The Music Machine,
Pylon,
Wally Richardson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ten City,
Tubeway Army,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fugs,
The Black Dice,
DJ Sneak,
Public Enemy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Duran Duran,
Scan 7,
Simply Red,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.