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 Albania 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Curtis Mayfield to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Amon Düül II,
The Blackbyrds,
Roxette,
Juan Atkins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Green,
Underground Resistance,
Funkadelic,
Aloha Tigers,
Shoche,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gabor Szabo,
Banda Bassotti,
B.T. Express,
John Foxx,
Cybotron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donny Hathaway,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anakelly,
Crooked Eye,
Mars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Electric Prunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
kango's stein massive,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ice-T,
Laurel Aitken,
The Names,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Yazoo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ituana,
The Litter,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
Cameo,
Yellowson,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.