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 Malta and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 electroclash 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacques Brel,
Basic Channel,
MC5,
Charles Mingus,
Vladislav Delay,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alphaville,
The Durutti Column,
New Order,
The Searchers,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Boredoms,
The Star Department,
Faust,
The United States of America,
Shoche,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
Funky Four + One,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cramps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hashim,
The Slits,
Flash Fearless,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ronan,
Lakeside,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
Joe Finger,
Max Romeo,
Wasted Youth,
Simply Red,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultra Naté,
Deepchord,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Lou Christie,
Ornette Coleman,
Q65,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Bar-Kays,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.