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 Vanuatu and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yusef Lateef,
Hot Snakes,
Bob Dylan,
Nation of Ulysses,
David Bowie,
Deepchord,
Parry Music,
Urselle,
Erasure,
John Lydon,
Black Flag,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
Cheater Slicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quando Quango,
Ponytail,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Yellowson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cramps,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roger Hodgson,
Mission of Burma,
Howard Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Sneak,
Josef K,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kas Product,
Letta Mbulu,
David McCallum,
The Vogues,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Darondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Techniques,
The Gories,
Jacques Brel,
Laurel Aitken,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500,
Fat Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
Tomorrow,
Swans,
H. Thieme,
OOIOO,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.