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 New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Nation of Ulysses to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
Bauhaus,
Section 25,
This Heat,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Christie,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
Neil Young,
Visage,
Todd Rundgren,
PIL,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Stooges,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Tears for Fears,
Absolute Body Control,
Dave Gahan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Y Pants,
Eddi Front,
Adolescents,
China Crisis,
Ronnie Foster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Letta Mbulu,
Masters at Work,
Peter and Kerry,
Schoolly D,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MDC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wolf Eyes,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smiths,
Black Sheep,
Ultra Naté,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Flipper,
Lakeside,
Marmalade,
The Neon Judgement,
Yellowson,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch 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.