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 Sweden 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro 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 Association to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kenny Larkin,
Cecil Taylor,
Delta 5,
Dead Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
Todd Rundgren,
Nils Olav,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drexciya,
Todd Terry,
Q65,
David Bowie,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Hood,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Blues Magoos,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
L. Decosne,
Alison Limerick,
Rapeman,
Babytalk,
Deepchord,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Iggy Pop,
Steve Hackett,
Eli Mardock,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Parry Music,
LL Cool J,
H. Thieme,
Heaven 17,
Ronnie Foster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Searchers,
Thompson Twins,
Pere Ubu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
Spandau Ballet,
The Cure,
Sixth Finger,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.