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 Samoa and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Youth Brigade to the rock 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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Cheater Slicks,
Accadde A,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joy Division,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
R.M.O.,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Iggy Pop,
Joyce Sims,
T. Rex,
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Outsiders,
Wire,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
Ronan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Associates,
Newcleus,
Ludus,
Arab on Radar,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Ronnie Foster,
The Walker Brothers,
Excepter,
The Real Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Massinfluence,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Skriet,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
The Names,
Hot Snakes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skarface,
Rites of Spring,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Scientists,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.