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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lalann to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Dual Sessions,
Tubeway Army,
The Skatalites,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pantytec,
Gang Starr,
Curtis Mayfield,
Terrestrial Tones,
Y Pants,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
Make Up,
Fear,
Main Source,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül II,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joey Negro,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Stereo Dub,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
Au Pairs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nico,
Ronan,
Essential Logic,
Arthur Verocai,
Kas Product,
Alton Ellis,
Morten Harket,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxette,
Urselle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultra Naté,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
The Standells,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalann,
The Music Machine,
Faraquet,
June Days,
Average White Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.