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 Slovenia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joy Division to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
China Crisis,
Nico,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
K-Klass,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultravox,
Vladislav Delay,
X-101,
Talk Talk,
Adolescents,
Sister Nancy,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Sherman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ossler,
Graham Central Station,
The Motions,
Soft Machine,
Moebius,
Spoonie Gee,
This Heat,
Pantaleimon,
Average White Band,
The Moleskins,
Fat Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
Motorama,
Alice Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Lungfish,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grey Daturas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Rundgren,
PIL,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade,
Japan,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.