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 Italy and from Cairo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Residents to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Cymande,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vladislav Delay,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Scrapy,
Goldenarms,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Teasers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
Sugar Minott,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erykah Badu,
The Fall,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soft Cell,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slick Rick,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Byron Stingily,
Charles Mingus,
Inner City,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Green,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sonics,
48th St. Collective,
The Residents,
Gabor Szabo,
Crooked Eye,
Ossler,
Bauhaus,
Robert Hood,
Donald Byrd,
Dark Day,
The Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Panda Bear,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Almond,
U.S. Maple,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Youth Brigade,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.