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 Montenegro and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soft Cell to the dance 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Sherman,
Vainqueur,
Blancmange,
Wolf Eyes,
The Motions,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantytec,
Scan 7,
Freddie Wadling,
Minor Threat,
Mad Mike,
The Beau Brummels,
Can,
Bauhaus,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Wells,
Make Up,
Ultra Naté,
Skriet,
Bad Manners,
Scrapy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gories,
The Trojans,
Bobby Womack,
Kurtis Blow,
Brothers Johnson,
Slick Rick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hashim,
The Fugs,
Simply Red,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Pus,
The Sound,
Henry Cow,
In Retrospect,
Alphaville,
Scion,
The Cure,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Porter Ricks,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cameo,
X-Ray Spex,
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aural Exciters,
Monolake,
Fear,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Halsall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chrome,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.