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 Poland and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roxy Music 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Massinfluence,
Goldenarms,
Main Source,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wasted Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Joe Finger,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
FM Einheit,
Eve St. Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Zapp,
The Kinks,
Johnny Clarke,
The Knickerbockers,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
Cymande,
Aloha Tigers,
Niagra,
Lightning Bolt,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
Junior Murvin,
Minnie Riperton,
Popol Vuh,
The Residents,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Bourne,
Youth Brigade,
Boredoms,
Marine Girls,
Q and Not U,
Babytalk,
Sonic Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cramps,
Lakeside,
Little Man,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.