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 Suriname and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Gong to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bush Tetras,
The Smiths,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Tubeway Army,
David McCallum,
Howard Jones,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed,
Reagan Youth,
Buzzcocks,
The Birthday Party,
Anakelly,
Cluster,
Connie Case,
Ten City,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
PIL,
Faust,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Rod Modell,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
Barbara Tucker,
Roy Ayers,
U.S. Maple,
the Normal,
Althea and Donna,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young,
Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Names,
Average White Band,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Fatback Band,
The Fuzztones,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.