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 Laos and from Philadelphia.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Lynne to the techno 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Icehouse,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Sheep,
Ludus,
The Sound,
Nirvana,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cowsills,
The Star Department,
AZ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jawbox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vladislav Delay,
Robert Görl,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
a-ha,
The Blues Magoos,
The Standells,
Flipper,
The Black Dice,
Kaleidoscope,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aural Exciters,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
The Barracudas,
Motorama,
Eddi Front,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
Funky Four + One,
Traffic Nightmare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Hood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Terry,
The Skatalites,
MDC,
Terry Callier,
Harpers Bizarre,
The J.B.'s,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Todd Rundgren,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Dark Day,
Sarah Menescal,
the Swans,
cv313,
Gang Green,
Eric Dolphy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang On A Can,
June Days,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.