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 India and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Five Americans to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure 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?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Hood,
Marvin Gaye,
The Motions,
Nick Fraelich,
Stiv Bators,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
The Blues Magoos,
The Remains,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Normal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Eric Dolphy,
Glenn Branca,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bob Dylan,
Josef K,
Ten City,
Funky Four + One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smoke,
A Certain Ratio,
Youth Brigade,
The Offenders,
The Raincoats,
Bad Manners,
Boogie Down Productions,
R.M.O.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
Black Flag,
Main Source,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Interpol,
Sarah Menescal,
Pulsallama,
Marc Almond,
Kurtis Blow,
ABC,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Y Pants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
kango's stein massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warren Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.