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 Dominica and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 The Names to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lakeside,
The Invisible,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Animal Collective,
The Durutti Column,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Anakelly,
Angry Samoans,
Amazonics,
One Last Wish,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
Letta Mbulu,
DNA,
David Bowie,
Anthony Braxton,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Scrapy,
Howard Jones,
The Fortunes,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
Swans,
Essential Logic,
Hoover,
The Blues Magoos,
Camouflage,
Brick,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
The Techniques,
Roy Ayers,
Graham Central Station,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
The Trojans,
Bobby Sherman,
Eve St. Jones,
the Germs,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.