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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Accadde A to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Janne Schatter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
James White and The Blacks,
Aloha Tigers,
Yaz,
Iggy Pop,
Grey Daturas,
Unwound,
LL Cool J,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barry Ungar,
The Saints,
Black Pus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
June Days,
Soft Cell,
Mr. Review,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
Quadrant,
AZ,
MDC,
The Searchers,
the Germs,
Soul II Soul,
June of 44,
Ice-T,
Crime,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blues Magoos,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Erasure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cluster,
Ituana,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
DJ Sneak,
Chrome,
UT,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Angels of Light,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
Pole,
Talk Talk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.