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 Palau and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Smoke to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
H. Thieme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Buckinghams,
a-ha,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erykah Badu,
Au Pairs,
Ohio Players,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Make Up,
Hasil Adkins,
Soulsonic Force,
Organ,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Jeff Lynne,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Pulsallama,
Talk Talk,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hashim,
Kurtis Blow,
Brass Construction,
Dawn Penn,
The Music Machine,
Gang Green,
Delta 5,
Rotary Connection,
Mandrill,
D'Angelo,
The United States of America,
Man Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Sonny Sharrock,
Radio Birdman,
KRS-One,
Trumans Water,
R.M.O.,
Skarface,
Unrelated Segments,
AZ,
The Divine Comedy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eli Mardock,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dave Gahan,
Popol Vuh,
The Zeros,
Bobby Womack,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.