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 Angola and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Fortunes to the grime 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Brothers Johnson,
Alison Limerick,
X-102,
Sandy B,
Bill Wells,
Lower 48,
Rufus Thomas,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Qualms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rotary Connection,
Nico,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
FM Einheit,
Pagans,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
Danielle Patucci,
Warren Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Angry Samoans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Smiths,
Fear,
Joe Smooth,
Mantronix,
Average White Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
The Names,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
The Selecter,
Monolake,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fortunes,
Bill Near,
Bizarre Inc.,
These Immortal Souls,
Spoonie Gee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harmonia,
The Knickerbockers,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
The Gap Band,
Faraquet,
The Remains,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Sherman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Q and Not U,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Oblivians,
Ponytail,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.