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 Moldova and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Grauzone 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Crime,
The Beau Brummels,
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Main Source,
Malaria!,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Royal Trux,
Average White Band,
Bauhaus,
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Urselle,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fuzztones,
Sandy B,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
Vainqueur,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra,
Tom Boy,
The Fugs,
Rotary Connection,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marc Almond,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
Scan 7,
Echospace,
10cc,
Arcadia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hardrive,
ABC,
The Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
China Crisis,
Tommy Roe,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
Public Enemy,
The Techniques,
KRS-One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.