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 Mexico and from Bologna.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Technova to the rock 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints 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?
Sun City Girls,
These Immortal Souls,
The Skatalites,
Soul II Soul,
Dark Day,
MC5,
The Black Dice,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
Harmonia,
The Mummies,
Quadrant,
Boredoms,
Shoche,
Man Parrish,
Janne Schatter,
The Fuzztones,
H. Thieme,
The Raincoats,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
The Evens,
Outsiders,
Kurtis Blow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Porter Ricks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Rekid,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
The Slits,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Faust,
The Move,
Chris Corsano,
Masters at Work,
8 Eyed Spy,
Max Romeo,
The Slackers,
Archie Shepp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sandy B,
Blancmange,
the Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fugs,
The Golliwogs,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-102,
The Index,
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Zapp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiohead,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.