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 Monaco 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Moby Grape to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
This Heat,
Gabor Szabo,
Darondo,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Green,
Jacob Miller,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
Porter Ricks,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Fraelich,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Trumans Water,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gichy Dan,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Groovy Waters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deakin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nas,
The Gories,
Dark Day,
The Stooges,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
Urselle,
Little Man,
Bauhaus,
Franke,
The Knickerbockers,
Jerry's Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
Gerry Rafferty,
H. Thieme,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Pere Ubu,
Television Personalities,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Schoolly D,
The Smoke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Supertramp,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.