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 Costa Rica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Hill,
Clear Light,
Shoche,
Warsaw,
Chris & Cosey,
Janne Schatter,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Supertramp,
Todd Terry,
The Golliwogs,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Teasers,
R.M.O.,
The Seeds,
Ohio Players,
Joensuu 1685,
Faust,
ABC,
Monolake,
the Germs,
Alice Coltrane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gong,
LL Cool J,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Panda Bear,
Iggy Pop,
Pere Ubu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Harry Pussy,
Swell Maps,
Pantytec,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fire Engines,
Brothers Johnson,
Average White Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
MC5,
kango's stein massive,
Rekid,
Sight & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deadbeat,
Idris Muhammad,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
The Martian,
Joey Negro,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joe Smooth,
The Walker Brothers,
The Evens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.