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 Malawi and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sonic Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bronski Beat,
The Blackbyrds,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
The Doobie Brothers,
MC5,
Tres Demented,
Japan,
Nils Olav,
Monolake,
Isaac Hayes,
Jandek,
Nirvana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bill Near,
The Smoke,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Dead Boys,
Robert Hood,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eli Mardock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris & Cosey,
Pantaleimon,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ken Boothe,
The Sonics,
Andrew Hill,
Television Personalities,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
KRS-One,
Nico,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zapp,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Move,
The Evens,
Accadde A,
Joy Division,
Byron Stingily,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
Nas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Freddie Wadling,
Fugazi,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.