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 Portugal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Pagans to the rap 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Barbara Tucker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Knickerbockers,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Flag,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pierre Henry,
The Standells,
Juan Atkins,
Niagra,
Hoover,
Eddi Front,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bang On A Can,
the Association,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rites of Spring,
Marine Girls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Moon,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
This Heat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Procol Harum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
AZ,
Marmalade,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Avey Tare,
Wally Richardson,
ABC,
Whodini,
Andrew Hill,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Brothers Johnson,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
The Star Department,
The Happenings,
Kaleidoscope,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter and Kerry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
Suicide,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.