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 Tajikistan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Lou Christie,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Angry Samoans,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Jeff Mills,
Lungfish,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The American Breed,
Babytalk,
Pole,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
Sarah Menescal,
Slick Rick,
Mark Hollis,
The Moody Blues,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Carl Craig,
Cybotron,
Index,
FM Einheit,
Tubeway Army,
Joyce Sims,
Dave Gahan,
The Associates,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Stereo Dub,
Maurizio,
Bill Near,
Eli Mardock,
Echospace,
Man Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Franke,
Warsaw,
Lalann,
Cal Tjader,
the Sonics,
Make Up,
K-Klass,
Rapeman,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
E-Dancer,
Easy Going,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.