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 Tokyo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
Masters at Work,
Soulsonic Force,
Japan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crispian St. Peters,
T.S.O.L.,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul,
Gong,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Slackers,
Loose Ends,
Barbara Tucker,
Crime,
The Five Americans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
Aaron Thompson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mandrill,
Soft Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
Charles Mingus,
Metal Thangz,
The Knickerbockers,
Franke,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Youth Brigade,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Judy Mowatt,
Au Pairs,
The Fugs,
Robert Görl,
Ronnie Foster,
Harmonia,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
Connie Case,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
DJ Sneak,
Panda Bear,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sister Nancy,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.