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 Belarus and from Johannesburg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Dennis Brown to the crunk 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Au Pairs,
Scrapy,
The Gap Band,
Harmonia,
Zapp,
Swans,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pretty Things,
Juan Atkins,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Wire,
The Moleskins,
Jacques Brel,
Jandek,
The Index,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
Barbara Tucker,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cybotron,
Ponytail,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Saints,
Chris Corsano,
Saccharine Trust,
Altered Images,
Boogie Down Productions,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
Aswad,
Thompson Twins,
Mars,
Vainqueur,
The Electric Prunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Ornette Coleman,
The Offenders,
Porter Ricks,
Fugazi,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
The Barracudas,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
The Skatalites,
The Real Kids,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
The Mummies,
Sun Ra,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.