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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lower 48 to the crunk 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erasure,
Supertramp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Inner City,
The United States of America,
Arcadia,
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
Kaleidoscope,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
Lower 48,
Skarface,
Duran Duran,
Nirvana,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül II,
Ten City,
John Foxx,
Nas,
The Star Department,
Fear,
DJ Style,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Christie,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Monochrome Set,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warsaw,
Mars,
Monolake,
the Human League,
World's Most,
cv313,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
In Retrospect,
Spoonie Gee,
Suicide,
The Young Rascals,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erykah Badu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skaos,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bauhaus,
Scratch Acid,
Brand Nubian,
Toni Rubio,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.