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 Guinea and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Marshall Jefferson to the disco 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Todd Rundgren,
The Smiths,
Swell Maps,
Visage,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
Sound Behaviour,
Blake Baxter,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sight & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Byron Stingily,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
The Slits,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Tom Boy,
Boredoms,
Glenn Branca,
Pharoah Sanders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
The Martian,
Zero Boys,
Black Pus,
These Immortal Souls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Excepter,
Easy Going,
The Busters,
the Swans,
Rotary Connection,
AZ,
Bobby Sherman,
The Walker Brothers,
Pet Shop Boys,
a-ha,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Interpol,
Juan Atkins,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.