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 Burkina and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ossler to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Delon & Dalcan,
Animal Collective,
Ornette Coleman,
The Neon Judgement,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
Throbbing Gristle,
Susan Cadogan,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Brick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Walker Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Bar-Kays,
The Selecter,
The Fire Engines,
Fluxion,
Aaron Thompson,
UT,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Warsaw,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily,
Jacques Brel,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Mills,
Drexciya,
Bill Wells,
Mission of Burma,
Ossler,
Arcadia,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doors,
June of 44,
Intrusion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Royal Trux,
Ken Boothe,
John Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
The Mighty Diamonds,
This Heat,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
David Bowie,
Roger Hodgson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
The Searchers,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.