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 Philippines and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the punk 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
New York Dolls,
Gang Green,
In Retrospect,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Metal Thangz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harmonia,
Agitation Free,
Ken Boothe,
Erasure,
Little Man,
Model 500,
Pylon,
Dead Boys,
Fad Gadget,
Wire,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Whodini,
Adolescents,
Saccharine Trust,
48th St. Collective,
Terrestrial Tones,
Organ,
Barrington Levy,
The Victims,
Black Pus,
The Vogues,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Names,
Yusef Lateef,
The Angels of Light,
Nico,
Iggy Pop,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
Popol Vuh,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roger Hodgson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quantec,
Faraquet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brass Construction,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jeff Lynne,
L. Decosne,
Circle Jerks,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.