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 Bulgaria and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
The Star Department,
Skriet,
The Invisible,
The Divine Comedy,
John Foxx,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
Agitation Free,
Outsiders,
Banda Bassotti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
David Bowie,
The Gladiators,
Talk Talk,
Parry Music,
The Monks,
Duran Duran,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Green,
Masters at Work,
The Victims,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quadrant,
Zapp,
Marine Girls,
The Offenders,
Gang Starr,
The Gories,
Pere Ubu,
The Golliwogs,
Funkadelic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Real Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Tim Buckley,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Finger,
Black Moon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Birthday Party,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dirtbombs,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.