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 Switzerland and from Manchester.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Leonard Cohen to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Main Source,
MC5,
Hardrive,
Unwound,
Jeff Lynne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
48th St. Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
The Doors,
UT,
Barclay James Harvest,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
PIL,
The Fall,
Altered Images,
The Gap Band,
Agent Orange,
Michelle Simonal,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Christie,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lower 48,
Archie Shepp,
Donny Hathaway,
The Smoke,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Near,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Matthew Halsall,
The Walker Brothers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
JFA,
the Human League,
The Victims,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fugs,
X-102,
Organ,
Tim Buckley,
Easy Going,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.