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 Greece and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 Eurythmics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
Davy DMX,
Clear Light,
Quantec,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rotary Connection,
Deepchord,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mark Hollis,
The Human League,
Goldenarms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drive Like Jehu,
June of 44,
The Associates,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Flipper,
Accadde A,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Oblivians,
DNA,
the Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jacques Brel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
The Pop Group,
Junior Murvin,
Adolescents,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
UT,
Ultra Naté,
The Slackers,
Easy Going,
Prince Buster,
Q and Not U,
The Tremeloes,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
Urselle,
Sam Rivers,
Stiv Bators,
Visage,
Gregory Isaacs,
Graham Central Station,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.