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 Andorra and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Lou Reed to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Erasure,
Eurythmics,
Fad Gadget,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
Laurel Aitken,
The Offenders,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Basic Channel,
Lalann,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deepchord,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
The Monks,
Television Personalities,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dirtbombs,
Bush Tetras,
The Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
OOIOO,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Brass Construction,
cv313,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
David McCallum,
The Five Americans,
June Days,
Marine Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Intrusion,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
Hasil Adkins,
B.T. Express,
Susan Cadogan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Quadrant,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.