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 Denmark and from London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
U.S. Maple,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Quantec,
10cc,
Average White Band,
The United States of America,
Gabor Szabo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Byrd,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Pretty Things,
The Red Krayola,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Funkadelic,
Colin Newman,
The Happenings,
Whodini,
Scott Walker,
Magazine,
Dave Gahan,
Eurythmics,
Lou Christie,
Man Parrish,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Durutti Column,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pop Group,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Au Pairs,
cv313,
Zapp,
Urselle,
Porter Ricks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Walker Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Michelle Simonal,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Almond,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Isaac Hayes,
Interpol,
Jeff Lynne,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Los Fastidios,
The Cure,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Index,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
The Slackers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Real Kids,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.