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 Serbia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 Pantaleimon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Pagans,
The Doors,
Babytalk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalo Schifrin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Finger,
Lightning Bolt,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
The Vogues,
Soul II Soul,
Nik Kershaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
Gabor Szabo,
Wally Richardson,
Joey Negro,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
The Birthday Party,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Panda Bear,
Visage,
Avey Tare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glenn Branca,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Con Funk Shun,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bauhaus,
Stereo Dub,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Mills,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
The Fugs,
Angry Samoans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Zapp,
Aaron Thompson,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boredoms,
Mandrill,
Vainqueur,
Grey Daturas,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.