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 Norway and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 The Happenings to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Copeland,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
Gong,
The Blackbyrds,
Judy Mowatt,
MC5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Neon Judgement,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
Iggy Pop,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Harmonia,
Tres Demented,
Monks,
Livin' Joy,
The Invisible,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gun Club,
The Misunderstood,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Qualms,
Glenn Branca,
Ituana,
Sparks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Youth Brigade,
Albert Ayler,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
Bobby Byrd,
Pole,
Jacob Miller,
This Heat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gabor Szabo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Foxx,
a-ha,
Marshall Jefferson,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sound,
Aural Exciters,
The Real Kids,
cv313,
Sugar Minott,
Brothers Johnson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wally Richardson,
Scrapy,
Half Japanese,
JFA,
The Wake,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.