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 Belgium and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Dave Clark Five to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Magma,
Marine Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
Public Enemy,
Au Pairs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cowsills,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
Graham Central Station,
The Pop Group,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
John Cale,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ponytail,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arcadia,
Ultra Naté,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Cell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Livin' Joy,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The J.B.'s,
Model 500,
Unwound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Juan Atkins,
Can,
Warsaw,
Altered Images,
Severed Heads,
Quantec,
Malaria!,
Rufus Thomas,
OOIOO,
Scan 7,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.