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 Hungary and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Nick Fraelich to the crunk 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
Fluxion,
Carl Craig,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Inner City,
The Gories,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang of Four,
Wings,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Massinfluence,
the Human League,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joyce Sims,
The Star Department,
ABC,
Suicide,
The Gladiators,
Grey Daturas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Machine,
Rekid,
Mission of Burma,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Sherman,
The Vogues,
X-101,
James White and The Blacks,
Oneida,
Barry Ungar,
Patti Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Audionom,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thee Headcoats,
Average White Band,
Ludus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
Kerri Chandler,
Spoonie Gee,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tres Demented,
Terry Callier,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Anakelly,
Lalann,
Godley & Creme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.