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 Zambia and from Tehran.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Ituana to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker,
Half Japanese,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grey Daturas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Skriet,
DJ Sneak,
Jandek,
Monolake,
T. Rex,
Average White Band,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ponytail,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sparks,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
Make Up,
Prince Buster,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
Masters at Work,
Roy Ayers,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Modern Lovers,
Deadbeat,
Lightning Bolt,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Association,
Skarface,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Busters,
Minnie Riperton,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Near,
Roxy Music,
A Certain Ratio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Vogues,
OOIOO,
Clear Light,
B.T. Express,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.