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 Brunei and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bluetip to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ten City,
D'Angelo,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Connie Case,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unrelated Segments,
Chrome,
Adolescents,
The Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Tres Demented,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Pantytec,
Roger Hodgson,
Lungfish,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
Massinfluence,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Symarip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
ABBA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heaven 17,
Janne Schatter,
Fear,
The Dave Clark Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nas,
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kaleidoscope,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
the Human League,
Audionom,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Howard Jones,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
Procol Harum,
Hardrive,
DJ Sneak,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.