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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Moleskins,
B.T. Express,
Crooked Eye,
The Offenders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Christie,
Todd Terry,
Sight & Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Bill Near,
Swell Maps,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Los Fastidios,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Mills,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warsaw,
Dual Sessions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
Supertramp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Infiniti,
The Star Department,
The Gories,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grauzone,
Vladislav Delay,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Sneak,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Derrick Morgan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Desert Stars,
CMW,
The Blues Magoos,
The Misunderstood,
Intrusion,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
Excepter,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.