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 Cape Verde and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
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 guitar 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 Unwound to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Idris Muhammad,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Swans,
Grauzone,
In Retrospect,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
Joey Negro,
LL Cool J,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tears for Fears,
Porter Ricks,
The Names,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Minny Pops,
Wings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
Los Fastidios,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy Collins,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun Ra,
Mark Hollis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chrome,
Gregory Isaacs,
Morten Harket,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
Simply Red,
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
The Happenings,
Section 25,
The Skatalites,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Mills,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.