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 Cyprus and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 UT to the crunk 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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 Red Krayola,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
Panda Bear,
Country Teasers,
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
Janne Schatter,
Davy DMX,
Suicide,
Negative Approach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yellowson,
Brass Construction,
the Normal,
Black Flag,
New Order,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Motions,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Last Poets,
New Age Steppers,
The Index,
The Real Kids,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Sneak,
Kerri Chandler,
June Days,
Slave,
Intrusion,
Liliput,
China Crisis,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Smiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Scratch Acid,
Massinfluence,
Joe Smooth,
Josef K,
Royal Trux,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobby Sherman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ken Boothe,
Spoonie Gee,
Isaac Hayes,
H. Thieme,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.