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 Czech Republic and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Donald Fagen 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 Deakin to the funk 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
U.S. Maple,
The Electric Prunes,
Joy Division,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Duran Duran,
Flipper,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arcadia,
Peter and Kerry,
Slick Rick,
Aaron Thompson,
Mandrill,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donny Hathaway,
Cluster,
The Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
Yellowson,
Severed Heads,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
This Heat,
Nico,
Cybotron,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Outsiders,
Dave Gahan,
Unwound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maurizio,
James White and The Blacks,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Royal Trux,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Alarm Clocks,
Von Mondo,
ABBA,
The Mojo Men,
Hardrive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Absolute Body Control,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Supertramp,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.