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 Papua New Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Faust to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bauhaus,
The Raincoats,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yazoo,
The United States of America,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Gabor Szabo,
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
The Residents,
Glenn Branca,
AZ,
Suicide,
Aloha Tigers,
L. Decosne,
Essential Logic,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
Frankie Knuckles,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Red Krayola,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scientists,
Boredoms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pole,
Ronan,
Faust,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Flag,
Ituana,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül,
The Cramps,
Alton Ellis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minutemen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang of Four,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Buzzcocks,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.