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 San Marino and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Last Poets,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angry Samoans,
World's Most,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
Slick Rick,
Barry Ungar,
AZ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Wells,
The Litter,
Hoover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Style,
Japan,
Junior Murvin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mars,
Half Japanese,
The Wake,
Unwound,
David Axelrod,
Au Pairs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Josef K,
June of 44,
John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Christie,
Los Fastidios,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Bush Tetras,
Masters at Work,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
The Real Kids,
The Fugs,
Gang of Four,
Barbara Tucker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oneida,
Nirvana,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Guru Guru,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Raincoats,
Ituana,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.