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 Russia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Lee Hazlewood to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Oblivians,
Talk Talk,
Minutemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Laurel Aitken,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pere Ubu,
Scratch Acid,
The Gap Band,
Colin Newman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Copeland,
Maurizio,
Tomorrow,
The Seeds,
MC5,
Kurtis Blow,
Siglo XX,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
Black Bananas,
Lalann,
Groovy Waters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Make Up,
Sparks,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alison Limerick,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Birthday Party,
Funky Four + One,
Bluetip,
Lucky Dragons,
Metal Thangz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
FM Einheit,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vainqueur,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül II,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flamin' Groovies,
LL Cool J,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.