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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
The Motions,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Scion,
the Slits,
Qualms,
Aswad,
Deadbeat,
Y Pants,
Connie Case,
Jandek,
The Associates,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harry Pussy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Finger,
The Kinks,
Brothers Johnson,
Tubeway Army,
PIL,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Sneak,
D'Angelo,
The Black Dice,
Japan,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Mills,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
T.S.O.L.,
Scott Walker,
Ohio Players,
Ken Boothe,
Eve St. Jones,
Procol Harum,
the Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blossom Toes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Magma,
Albert Ayler,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.