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 Niger 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 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 Dual Sessions to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Little Man,
Jacob Miller,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minny Pops,
Talk Talk,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Metal Thangz,
Arcadia,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scion,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
The Slackers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Misunderstood,
Sister Nancy,
Niagra,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Warsaw,
Qualms,
Magma,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Iggy Pop,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Animal Collective,
The Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.