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 the UAE and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 The Tremeloes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Steve Hackett,
Bill Near,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
Sugar Minott,
Gong,
Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Au Pairs,
The Searchers,
Los Fastidios,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
Nico,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
Little Man,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Index,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye,
Piero Umiliani,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Max Romeo,
Chrome,
Jawbox,
Soulsonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Mantronix,
Bush Tetras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The United States of America,
Eli Mardock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dark Day,
Henry Cow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Newcleus,
Liliput,
Bob Dylan,
Tim Buckley,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.