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 Paraguay and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Doors to the rock 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Unwound,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
The Cowsills,
Delta 5,
Mr. Review,
Country Teasers,
Camouflage,
Bluetip,
Isaac Hayes,
Skriet,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liliput,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
Mark Hollis,
Albert Ayler,
48th St. Collective,
One Last Wish,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
Y Pants,
Spoonie Gee,
Alphaville,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Flesh Eaters,
Fad Gadget,
KRS-One,
Dark Day,
The Litter,
Kurtis Blow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Masters at Work,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Kinks,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Halsall,
Sparks,
Eric Copeland,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
L. Decosne,
Pantytec,
Henry Cow,
Agent Orange,
Eli Mardock,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.