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 Nicaragua 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Donald Fagen 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 Shoche to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Christie,
Niagra,
Bauhaus,
Maurizio,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
Oblivians,
The Busters,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
Unrelated Segments,
Al Stewart,
Young Marble Giants,
Scion,
Technova,
This Heat,
Dawn Penn,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hoover,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Finger,
The Fortunes,
Flipper,
Lee Hazlewood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
Crash Course in Science,
Yaz,
Tommy Roe,
Skarface,
Clear Light,
The Cure,
OOIOO,
James White and The Blacks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Guru Guru,
Porter Ricks,
Stetsasonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
Cymande,
D'Angelo,
Shoche,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Easy Going,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
Alison Limerick,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Babytalk,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.