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 Sudan and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 David Bowie 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 Brand Nubian to the jazz 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Golliwogs,
Clear Light,
The Smoke,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
Parry Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aaron Thompson,
The Martian,
The Cure,
Icehouse,
John Lydon,
Josef K,
Godley & Creme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Little Man,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Grauzone,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
Junior Murvin,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Shoche,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bush Tetras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
CMW,
The Black Dice,
Los Fastidios,
Accadde A,
cv313,
Todd Rundgren,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
The Selecter,
MC5,
Young Marble Giants,
Whodini,
Panda Bear,
Mo-Dettes,
Sparks,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.