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 Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Henry Cow to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
Neu!,
The Gun Club,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Main Source,
Bobby Sherman,
Alphaville,
Organ,
The Raincoats,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang of Four,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon,
The Cowsills,
Mo-Dettes,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Tears for Fears,
The Sonics,
Moebius,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Skarface,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Juan Atkins,
Section 25,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mantronix,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Minnie Riperton,
Animal Collective,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
Girls At Our Best!,
The United States of America,
Infiniti,
The Seeds,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
Drexciya,
The Moody Blues,
Tom Boy,
The Fuzztones,
Parry Music,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.