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 Kazakhstan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gerry Rafferty to the techno 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Deakin,
Cameo,
Lungfish,
Tubeway Army,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ice-T,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Faust,
Buzzcocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gichy Dan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heaven 17,
48th St. Collective,
Organ,
Erykah Badu,
Reagan Youth,
Eurythmics,
Gang Starr,
Electric Prunes,
Con Funk Shun,
Connie Case,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Delta 5,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Mills,
Slave,
Average White Band,
Television Personalities,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Smiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crash Course in Science,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
Zero Boys,
The Motions,
Graham Central Station,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Maleditus Sound,
Motorama,
Urselle,
The Remains,
the Human League,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick Morgan,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.