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 Congo and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cramps to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Gang Starr,
Los Fastidios,
Spoonie Gee,
Blancmange,
Minutemen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy Collins,
Wasted Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Excepter,
Masters at Work,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dawn Penn,
Shoche,
The Last Poets,
Gong,
Sugar Minott,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
Danielle Patucci,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glenn Branca,
Flipper,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bronski Beat,
Suburban Knight,
New Order,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cecil Taylor,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Fad Gadget,
Donald Byrd,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pylon,
Yazoo,
Oblivians,
Bluetip,
Derrick Morgan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
48th St. Collective,
The Busters,
Kool Moe Dee,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
Newcleus,
Fear,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.