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 Spokane.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Audionom,
La Düsseldorf,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Toasters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Move,
Cluster,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Howard Jones,
The Raincoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
Chrome,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bluetip,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick May,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wolf Eyes,
The J.B.'s,
Sound Behaviour,
DNA,
Crooked Eye,
Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Moon,
Minny Pops,
Stetsasonic,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ludus,
The Smiths,
the Fania All-Stars,
FM Einheit,
Marcia Griffiths,
Groovy Waters,
Swell Maps,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Negative Approach,
Lucky Dragons,
Dawn Penn,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.