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 Marshall Islands and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord 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 Banda Bassotti to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Absolute Body Control,
FM Einheit,
The Skatalites,
The Cramps,
Jawbox,
Boogie Down Productions,
Freddie Wadling,
Guru Guru,
Eli Mardock,
Blancmange,
Los Fastidios,
The Electric Prunes,
Crooked Eye,
Stetsasonic,
AZ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Delta 5,
Technova,
Cybotron,
Reagan Youth,
Black Bananas,
Archie Shepp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
These Immortal Souls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
Ituana,
a-ha,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camouflage,
Little Man,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terry Callier,
Bluetip,
Bronski Beat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Con Funk Shun,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Star Department,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.