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 Liberia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the funk 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Faraquet,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cure,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
Patti Smith,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mission of Burma,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
The Busters,
The Trojans,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sonic Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Public Enemy,
the Bar-Kays,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Interpol,
Rapeman,
Sister Nancy,
Lightning Bolt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
Livin' Joy,
The New Christs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Amazonics,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Carl Craig,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
Maleditus Sound,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
China Crisis,
Fear,
Rosa Yemen,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.