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 Estonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wings,
Unrelated Segments,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gories,
Funkadelic,
Spoonie Gee,
The Selecter,
Buzzcocks,
Young Marble Giants,
Surgeon,
Anakelly,
Silicon Teens,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Sonic Youth,
Half Japanese,
Brick,
Crime,
The Moody Blues,
the Slits,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spandau Ballet,
Todd Rundgren,
John Foxx,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Invisible,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
The Names,
Outsiders,
Rotary Connection,
Black Moon,
Soft Machine,
Morten Harket,
Mr. Review,
Icehouse,
Aloha Tigers,
Zapp,
Nils Olav,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Technova,
Letta Mbulu,
Yazoo,
Lungfish,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.