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 Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Spandau Ballet to the dance 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Peter & Gordon,
The Toasters,
Basic Channel,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
Michelle Simonal,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Walker Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
The Remains,
Avey Tare,
Cameo,
Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
Pantytec,
Harry Pussy,
Model 500,
Eve St. Jones,
Ronan,
Erasure,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
Organ,
Hasil Adkins,
R.M.O.,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Five Americans,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tim Buckley,
Gastr Del Sol,
David McCallum,
Rapeman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Matthew Bourne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masters at Work,
Adolescents,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
Goldenarms,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
Liliput,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
Quadrant,
Al Stewart,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gladiators,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
Stereo Dub,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.