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 Jamaica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Stereo Dub to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Unwound,
Reagan Youth,
Moby Grape,
The Fugs,
T.S.O.L.,
Jawbox,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marvin Gaye,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cymande,
MC5,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Alarm Clocks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Outsiders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ken Boothe,
Don Cherry,
Cybotron,
Vladislav Delay,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stiv Bators,
Eve St. Jones,
Trumans Water,
the Sonics,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
Fad Gadget,
Nik Kershaw,
The Modern Lovers,
X-101,
Kenny Larkin,
Aswad,
Zapp,
Lalann,
Dark Day,
Sonic Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.