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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Technova to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Sheep,
Ronan,
The Pretty Things,
Gichy Dan,
Marine Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
Vainqueur,
The Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mr. Review,
Eli Mardock,
Davy DMX,
Gong,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
Lucky Dragons,
the Association,
The Fall,
The Detroit Cobras,
New York Dolls,
Agitation Free,
Suicide,
Ponytail,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
ABC,
The Music Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echospace,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moleskins,
Wasted Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Star Department,
OOIOO,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
The Searchers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quando Quango,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.