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 Tajikistan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiohead to the crunk 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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Essential Logic,
Mr. Review,
Bauhaus,
David Bowie,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Talk Talk,
Mark Hollis,
Bluetip,
Lightning Bolt,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun City Girls,
John Foxx,
Ossler,
The Fuzztones,
Pulsallama,
Rakim,
The Martian,
Absolute Body Control,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Rotary Connection,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Parrish,
Aswad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Tremeloes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
Average White Band,
Mad Mike,
The Cure,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
Magma,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.