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 Angola and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Thompson Twins to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Joey Negro,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock,
Glambeats Corp.,
OOIOO,
Bobby Byrd,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angry Samoans,
Roger Hodgson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flipper,
Vainqueur,
Aural Exciters,
Sparks,
Q and Not U,
Black Pus,
Pulsallama,
Cluster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Junior Murvin,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Franke,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
Ultravox,
Prince Buster,
Colin Newman,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
Ohio Players,
Deepchord,
John Coltrane,
the Normal,
Ultra Naté,
Wire,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Buzzcocks,
Visage,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Joe Smooth,
Girls At Our Best!,
EPMD,
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Nik Kershaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Durutti Column,
Deakin,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.