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 Latvia and from Sao Paulo.
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 New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Stooges to the techno 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Todd Rundgren,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
KRS-One,
Aswad,
Ken Boothe,
Banda Bassotti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
a-ha,
Radiopuhelimet,
JFA,
Drexciya,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Animal Collective,
Youth Brigade,
Terry Callier,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dave Clark Five,
New Order,
Sound Behaviour,
The Shadows of Knight,
Schoolly D,
Fear,
New Age Steppers,
In Retrospect,
Fatback Band,
Arab on Radar,
Ludus,
Underground Resistance,
Fela Kuti,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
Brass Construction,
Average White Band,
Oblivians,
Lyres,
E-Dancer,
Mary Jane Girls,
Anthony Braxton,
China Crisis,
Nico,
PIL,
The Motions,
B.T. Express,
Lalann,
Judy Mowatt,
The Last Poets,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swell Maps,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Excepter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Archie Shepp,
Minny Pops,
Erasure,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Ten City,
ABC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.