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 Palau and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Happenings to the techno 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Cameo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Heaven 17,
Minor Threat,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABC,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
Sugar Minott,
Anakelly,
Circle Jerks,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gories,
Fad Gadget,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Rekid,
Morten Harket,
Quantec,
Alphaville,
Yellowson,
Sonic Youth,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Lou Christie,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Teasers,
Parry Music,
Jacques Brel,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
Camouflage,
The Monochrome Set,
the Normal,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Jacob Miller,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Susan Cadogan,
Stiv Bators,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gladiators,
The Music Machine,
E-Dancer,
Peter & Gordon,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.