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 Bahamas and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 John Holt to the grunge 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
The Sound,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
Toni Rubio,
Television,
Rapeman,
The Star Department,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Metal Thangz,
Sun Ra,
Brass Construction,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Starr,
David Bowie,
Max Romeo,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Janne Schatter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxette,
China Crisis,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
T. Rex,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monolake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Duran Duran,
The Techniques,
Von Mondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Letta Mbulu,
DJ Style,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Real Kids,
Lou Christie,
Drexciya,
F. McDonald,
The Five Americans,
Tears for Fears,
KRS-One,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pere Ubu,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.