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 India and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Josef K to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Association,
Goldenarms,
the Bar-Kays,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nico,
Carl Craig,
The Cowsills,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shoche,
The Fall,
Pierre Henry,
The Motions,
John Coltrane,
The Blackbyrds,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
Sound Behaviour,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Parry Music,
Iggy Pop,
Ronan,
Nick Fraelich,
Moebius,
Negative Approach,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
Japan,
Lightning Bolt,
Pantytec,
Lou Reed,
Public Enemy,
Tubeway Army,
Pere Ubu,
Moss Icon,
Black Sheep,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kayak,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
Matthew Bourne,
FM Einheit,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
The Fortunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Rundgren,
Minutemen,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.