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 Colombia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonic Youth to the grime 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
The Move,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Malaria!,
The Searchers,
Sixth Finger,
One Last Wish,
Janne Schatter,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Marmalade,
the Swans,
Joy Division,
The Skatalites,
Anthony Braxton,
Trumans Water,
KRS-One,
Zero Boys,
The Smiths,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donald Byrd,
Radiohead,
Faraquet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeff Mills,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hashim,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Dead Boys,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cameo,
The Music Machine,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
John Coltrane,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Mr. Review,
Simply Red,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Depeche Mode,
The Wake,
The Associates,
the Sonics,
Ossler,
Alison Limerick,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
Pulsallama,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.