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 Andorra and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gang Gang Dance to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
the Sonics,
Altered Images,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Skaos,
KRS-One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Order,
Groovy Waters,
Basic Channel,
X-101,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
The Vogues,
Ice-T,
Black Pus,
The Blackbyrds,
Arab on Radar,
Radio Birdman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lucky Dragons,
Slick Rick,
The Move,
Minutemen,
Spoonie Gee,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grey Daturas,
The Red Krayola,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
AZ,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
Hardrive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Unwound,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
Icehouse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thompson Twins,
Max Romeo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bad Manners,
Traffic Nightmare,
Masters at Work,
Harpers Bizarre,
48th St. Collective,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Slits,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.