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 Samoa 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deakin to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
Model 500,
Wings,
World's Most,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Bootsy Collins,
Dave Gahan,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
Chris & Cosey,
The J.B.'s,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Funky Four + One,
Angry Samoans,
Black Moon,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television Personalities,
The Durutti Column,
Electric Prunes,
the Human League,
Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amazonics,
The Count Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
Lungfish,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
Quantec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Supertramp,
Magma,
Gang of Four,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Althea and Donna,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dead Boys,
Bill Wells,
Average White Band,
Visage,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soul II Soul,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Bluetip,
The Human League,
Second Layer,
Quadrant,
Ludus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Darondo,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.