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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Public Enemy to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Joensuu 1685,
The Selecter,
Urselle,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Remains,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
Underground Resistance,
David Axelrod,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Y Pants,
John Coltrane,
the Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Joy Division,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
The Modern Lovers,
Pierre Henry,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
D'Angelo,
Country Teasers,
Soulsonic Force,
Franke,
Crash Course in Science,
Theoretical Girls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eve St. Jones,
Brass Construction,
The Fall,
Mad Mike,
U.S. Maple,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
A Certain Ratio,
MDC,
Chris & Cosey,
Pantytec,
Drive Like Jehu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mummies,
Maleditus Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tears for Fears,
Little Man,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wire,
The Cowsills,
Zero Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.