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 Germany and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 guitar 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 Oblivians to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum 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 guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Public Enemy,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Model 500,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
The Toasters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacques Brel,
June Days,
The Motions,
Robert Görl,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grauzone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Au Pairs,
The Blues Magoos,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispian St. Peters,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Green,
Malaria!,
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
Monolake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Foxx,
Ronan,
Subhumans,
Roxy Music,
Rod Modell,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Evens,
These Immortal Souls,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
Index,
Barbara Tucker,
DNA,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.