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 Malta and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Fortunes to the grunge 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Isaac Hayes,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marine Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
ABBA,
Technova,
Hardrive,
Lungfish,
Bush Tetras,
Faust,
Junior Murvin,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
The Standells,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Altered Images,
Little Man,
Make Up,
David McCallum,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mars,
Hasil Adkins,
Lightning Bolt,
The Wake,
Toni Rubio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Second Layer,
the Sonics,
Radiohead,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Crooked Eye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
Franke,
Livin' Joy,
The New Christs,
The Durutti Column,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
CMW,
The Star Department,
The Blues Magoos,
Buzzcocks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
Procol Harum,
Wally Richardson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.