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 Guyana and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Normal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Jeru the Damaja,
Guru Guru,
48th St. Collective,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Sonics,
Brick,
The Monochrome Set,
Mo-Dettes,
Faust,
The Golliwogs,
Henry Cow,
The Offenders,
Reuben Wilson,
Section 25,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Womack,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Yellowson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ituana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Outsiders,
Marmalade,
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABBA,
Deakin,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
K-Klass,
David Axelrod,
Cameo,
Josef K,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brass Construction,
Lower 48,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
CMW,
Rites of Spring,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joy Division,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ludus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Whodini,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scientists,
The Moody Blues,
The Happenings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.