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 Oman and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deepchord to the jazz 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Wally Richardson,
Pagans,
Neil Young,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Graham Central Station,
Pole,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Womack,
Kenny Larkin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brass Construction,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mr. Review,
The Modern Lovers,
Grey Daturas,
Sixth Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scientists,
Young Marble Giants,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Sherman,
Adolescents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Christie,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Buzzcocks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sexual Harrassment,
Infiniti,
Andrew Hill,
Susan Cadogan,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Moon,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
the Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slackers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
OOIOO,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tomorrow,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.