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 Benin and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
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 synthesizer 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 Soul Sonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Tim Buckley,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Qualms,
Eric Dolphy,
Lakeside,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Dead Boys,
FM Einheit,
Motorama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Severed Heads,
Con Funk Shun,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Evens,
Sällskapet,
the Association,
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed,
Thee Headcoats,
Blossom Toes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Das Ding,
Delon & Dalcan,
Idris Muhammad,
Brothers Johnson,
Essential Logic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David Axelrod,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Lalann,
The Standells,
Joy Division,
Cameo,
Juan Atkins,
Minny Pops,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Inner City,
X-102,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sound,
Skarface,
Tres Demented,
Judy Mowatt,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.