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 Bangladesh and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Trumans Water to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
PIL,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
Kenny Larkin,
Minor Threat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket,
Talk Talk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
The Golliwogs,
U.S. Maple,
Mad Mike,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Anakelly,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Womack,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
Ludus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Average White Band,
Funkadelic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wire,
Lucky Dragons,
Mary Jane Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Birthday Party,
Susan Cadogan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pretty Things,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.