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 Russia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes 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 In Retrospect to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pere Ubu,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mummies,
Radio Birdman,
DJ Style,
Piero Umiliani,
Warren Ellis,
The Stooges,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arab on Radar,
Scan 7,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Normal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
The Martian,
Schoolly D,
Depeche Mode,
Albert Ayler,
Bluetip,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anakelly,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Technova,
the Soft Cell,
June of 44,
The Durutti Column,
Scion,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wire,
Royal Trux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Throbbing Gristle,
One Last Wish,
Gang Green,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
Agent Orange,
Inner City,
PIL,
Pole,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.