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 Dominica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba 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 Sam Rivers to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
Stockholm Monsters,
Motorama,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
LL Cool J,
The Pop Group,
Basic Channel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Moody Blues,
Black Flag,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pagans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Infiniti,
Godley & Creme,
The Stooges,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Livin' Joy,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Sneak,
Hasil Adkins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skarface,
Nick Fraelich,
Henry Cow,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites,
June of 44,
Bang On A Can,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kaleidoscope,
Skaos,
Maurizio,
Magma,
Jacques Brel,
Sparks,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
PIL,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
MC5,
Matthew Bourne,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.