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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Oneida,
Curtis Mayfield,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rapeman,
Marvin Gaye,
Bush Tetras,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Pylon,
The United States of America,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
Funky Four + One,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
Rosa Yemen,
The Selecter,
Monolake,
Kerri Chandler,
Slave,
Brick,
Robert Görl,
Circle Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Black Sheep,
Talk Talk,
Negative Approach,
Barry Ungar,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monks,
The New Christs,
Niagra,
Adolescents,
Television Personalities,
The Martian,
David Bowie,
Sonic Youth,
The Cowsills,
Boogie Down Productions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Connie Case,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
Wally Richardson,
Camberwell Now,
Young Marble Giants,
the Soft Cell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Excepter,
The Real Kids,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
One Last Wish,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.