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 Cyprus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Jandek to the rock 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
Leonard Cohen,
Piero Umiliani,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun City Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Seeds,
Ultravox,
the Swans,
Khruangbin,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow,
The Names,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Deakin,
Lou Reed,
Cecil Taylor,
Ludus,
Camouflage,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
Aaron Thompson,
Urselle,
Wasted Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Yaz,
Magma,
Eric Copeland,
Don Cherry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skaos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
a-ha,
Darondo,
The Last Poets,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Mills,
The Offenders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Liliput,
Organ,
Siglo XX,
The Cure,
UT,
Johnny Clarke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
Marc Almond,
Black Flag,
Symarip,
DJ Sneak,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.