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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Gap Band to the grunge 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jawbox,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Buzzcocks,
Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Altered Images,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
The Doors,
ABC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Golliwogs,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Cale,
Wings,
The Martian,
Darondo,
Ludus,
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
Ronnie Foster,
Yusef Lateef,
The Angels of Light,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Negative Approach,
The Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Von Mondo,
The Tremeloes,
Roxette,
Arcadia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joensuu 1685,
Television,
New York Dolls,
Index,
Mad Mike,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Technova,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.