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 Laos and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Outsiders to the grime 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Outsiders,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alton Ellis,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Groovy Waters,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
ABC,
Basic Channel,
The Neon Judgement,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultra Naté,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Clear Light,
ABBA,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Iggy Pop,
Pantytec,
Oblivians,
Von Mondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Toni Rubio,
Tom Boy,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
The Knickerbockers,
Hasil Adkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minutemen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Pagans,
Pole,
Wings,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
Infiniti,
Derrick May,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Byrd,
Inner City,
Desert Stars,
Model 500,
Amazonics,
Archie Shepp,
B.T. Express,
Ponytail,
Tears for Fears,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.