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 Kenya and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 David Bowie 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 Scion to the techno 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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
Spoonie Gee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Knickerbockers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rites of Spring,
Man Parrish,
Jawbox,
Theoretical Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
Cal Tjader,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
Lalann,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Das Ding,
Urselle,
Accadde A,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Marvin Gaye,
JFA,
Cheater Slicks,
Pierre Henry,
Bob Dylan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The American Breed,
June Days,
Rekid,
Hasil Adkins,
Dave Gahan,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
Monolake,
The Smiths,
Magma,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
Drexciya,
The Cure,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
Trumans Water,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.