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 St Lucia and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
Dual Sessions,
Subhumans,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Motorama,
The Offenders,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kenny Larkin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Juan Atkins,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
Eurythmics,
Goldenarms,
Model 500,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June Days,
Duran Duran,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Pretty Things,
The Red Krayola,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
PIL,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
The Dirtbombs,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crash Course in Science,
Youth Brigade,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Names,
Pulsallama,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mantronix,
Marmalade,
Scan 7,
Oblivians,
Eric Dolphy,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.