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 Croatia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Coltrane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Alice Coltrane,
Roxette,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Model 500,
Audionom,
The Skatalites,
Blancmange,
Fela Kuti,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gichy Dan,
Funkadelic,
Guru Guru,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
World's Most,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Kinks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Porter Ricks,
Sam Rivers,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Smooth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Terry,
Popol Vuh,
T.S.O.L.,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smoke,
Magma,
Judy Mowatt,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
The J.B.'s,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Sherman,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Radiohead,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Whodini,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-102,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pere Ubu,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
Rekid,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Sexual Harrassment,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.