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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Half Japanese to the rock 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker,
Gang of Four,
Make Up,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Scrapy,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Swans,
Main Source,
Eric B and Rakim,
Depeche Mode,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Ossler,
ABBA,
AZ,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Faraquet,
Radio Birdman,
Warsaw,
Urselle,
Pussy Galore,
Tears for Fears,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Bourne,
Aloha Tigers,
The Buckinghams,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Raincoats,
Lindisfarne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
China Crisis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Görl,
June Days,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
Juan Atkins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Lakeside,
Swans,
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
John Holt,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.