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 Columbus.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Essential Logic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Ken Boothe,
Easy Going,
Tom Boy,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Bananas,
The Five Americans,
Derrick May,
L. Decosne,
Kenny Larkin,
The Beau Brummels,
Funkadelic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Leaves,
Ronnie Foster,
Iggy Pop,
Warren Ellis,
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pop Group,
Grey Daturas,
Black Flag,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Ultravox,
Boredoms,
Rufus Thomas,
Das Ding,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mandrill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Moon,
Brick,
Drexciya,
David Axelrod,
Ronan,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Star Department,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Godley & Creme,
the Sonics,
The Barracudas,
The Young Rascals,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Excepter,
Josef K,
Derrick Morgan,
Panda Bear,
The Litter,
Marmalade,
This Heat,
T. Rex,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.