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 Solomon Islands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Public Image Ltd. to the dance 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
F. McDonald,
The Birthday Party,
Negative Approach,
John Holt,
Bronski Beat,
H. Thieme,
Minutemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cowsills,
The Mojo Men,
Soft Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Wire,
48th St. Collective,
Basic Channel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Subhumans,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cramps,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pretty Things,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roger Hodgson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suicide,
Jawbox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
Gabor Szabo,
Massinfluence,
Saccharine Trust,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Magazine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
The Invisible,
Ponytail,
Cameo,
Gang Green,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.