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 Sweden 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Bootsy Collins to the disco 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Peter & Gordon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Flag,
Unrelated Segments,
Whodini,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ludus,
The Litter,
The Saints,
Pulsallama,
Dark Day,
Yellowson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Stooges,
Maurizio,
Organ,
PIL,
Outsiders,
Wings,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Simply Red,
Pere Ubu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eve St. Jones,
Anakelly,
The Fortunes,
Rod Modell,
Slave,
Dorothy Ashby,
Severed Heads,
The Busters,
China Crisis,
X-101,
Japan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Juan Atkins,
Surgeon,
Gang Green,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Monks,
Underground Resistance,
Theoretical Girls,
Public Enemy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Janne Schatter,
Roxette,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jacques Brel,
The Count Five,
Quadrant,
L. Decosne,
Barrington Levy,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DJ Style,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.