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 Macedonia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
Anakelly,
kango's stein massive,
Visage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moebius,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jandek,
Curtis Mayfield,
June Days,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maurizio,
Terry Callier,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fuzztones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Massinfluence,
The Sonics,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Underground Resistance,
The Vogues,
Carl Craig,
Quando Quango,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Foxx,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
The Motions,
MC5,
Au Pairs,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Unrelated Segments,
Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Minnie Riperton,
the Bar-Kays,
New Age Steppers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Interpol,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Steve Hackett,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.