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 Spain 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
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 oboe 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 Rhythm & Sound 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Pussy Galore,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Victims,
Bootsy Collins,
Flash Fearless,
Average White Band,
Q and Not U,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lower 48,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yellowson,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
Dave Gahan,
L. Decosne,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
Junior Murvin,
Stiv Bators,
Subhumans,
The Blues Magoos,
The Trojans,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
Con Funk Shun,
John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Half Japanese,
The Star Department,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick Morgan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Last Poets,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tomorrow,
Masters at Work,
The Motions,
The Monks,
The Modern Lovers,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.