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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Tim Buckley,
Technova,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minny Pops,
Max Romeo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ossler,
Ronan,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare,
Flash Fearless,
Throbbing Gristle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABBA,
Wolf Eyes,
Alison Limerick,
Swell Maps,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sam Rivers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Graham Central Station,
Ronnie Foster,
Amon Düül II,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echospace,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
PIL,
Neu!,
The Golliwogs,
The Buckinghams,
Godley & Creme,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marvin Gaye,
Fatback Band,
Ludus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Lebanon Hanover,
L. Decosne,
Shuggie Otis,
the Normal,
Surgeon,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Halsall,
The Divine Comedy,
Cymande,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wally Richardson,
Vainqueur,
Pulsallama,
Anakelly,
Stetsasonic,
The Seeds,
EPMD,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.