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 United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Zapp to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blancmange,
Massinfluence,
Tommy Roe,
The Residents,
Rufus Thomas,
Mark Hollis,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Move,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Young Marble Giants,
Cal Tjader,
Buzzcocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
Ice-T,
Maleditus Sound,
Icehouse,
Peter & Gordon,
the Swans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
Infiniti,
Quadrant,
The Smoke,
Siglo XX,
MDC,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roger Hodgson,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
Tim Buckley,
The Neon Judgement,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Deakin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
Scan 7,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Foxx,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Leonard Cohen,
Organ,
The Red Krayola,
Agent Orange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
David Bowie,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.