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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the funk 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Susan Cadogan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Holt,
Colin Newman,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Zeros,
Flipper,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Godley & Creme,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
Eli Mardock,
The Martian,
June Days,
Eric Copeland,
Whodini,
Scott Walker,
The Selecter,
Hardrive,
Josef K,
Public Enemy,
The Toasters,
Von Mondo,
The Doors,
Nik Kershaw,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
H. Thieme,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stockholm Monsters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Royal Trux,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Dave Gahan,
New Age Steppers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
Heaven 17,
Junior Murvin,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
Average White Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
The Moody Blues,
Guru Guru,
Symarip,
Bad Manners,
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
Tres Demented,
B.T. Express,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Real Kids,
Sonic Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.