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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Unwound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Schoolly D,
Agitation Free,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
Liliput,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pussy Galore,
Essential Logic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kas Product,
The Tremeloes,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eli Mardock,
Aloha Tigers,
Lakeside,
Basic Channel,
Hasil Adkins,
Tom Boy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ponytail,
Deadbeat,
Blossom Toes,
Wolf Eyes,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Zero Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeff Lynne,
Yaz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Faust,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Heaven 17,
The Smiths,
Peter and Kerry,
World's Most,
The Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Cymande,
Simply Red,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Organ,
Supertramp,
Groovy Waters,
Ornette Coleman,
Alphaville,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.