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 Slovenia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
La Düsseldorf,
Rakim,
These Immortal Souls,
The New Christs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
Joyce Sims,
Nirvana,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
The Busters,
Delon & Dalcan,
B.T. Express,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Barracudas,
Maurizio,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
Henry Cow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
The Golliwogs,
Half Japanese,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang On A Can,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joe Smooth,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Bad Manners,
Robert Hood,
The Stooges,
48th St. Collective,
The Motions,
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alison Limerick,
The Index,
Yellowson,
John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joe Finger,
Goldenarms,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Sneak,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.