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 Indonesia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Cameo to the grunge 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Suicide,
Talk Talk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
LL Cool J,
Sarah Menescal,
Cameo,
Minutemen,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
Alton Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arcadia,
Thee Headcoats,
Mad Mike,
Au Pairs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Theoretical Girls,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
Slave,
Babytalk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wings,
Pantytec,
Harmonia,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wire,
Malaria!,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
Letta Mbulu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tears for Fears,
the Germs,
Blake Baxter,
Sonic Youth,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Outsiders,
One Last Wish,
Graham Central Station,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
Josef K,
The Leaves,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.