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 Grenada and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Youth Brigade to the funk 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Chrome,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Slave,
Mandrill,
Gichy Dan,
Scan 7,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
cv313,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sällskapet,
Little Man,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Morten Harket,
Moebius,
the Slits,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultravox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Litter,
The Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Christie,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
The Searchers,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alice Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Prince Buster,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
The Buckinghams,
Siglo XX,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.