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 Ivory Coast and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Blancmange to the disco 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Henry Cow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
The Selecter,
Au Pairs,
Nirvana,
Marvin Gaye,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sällskapet,
Aswad,
New York Dolls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fire Engines,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
48th St. Collective,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Ituana,
Alphaville,
Joey Negro,
Pantytec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Sheep,
The Trojans,
Kas Product,
Scrapy,
Brothers Johnson,
H. Thieme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cybotron,
Black Bananas,
Donny Hathaway,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mad Mike,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Leaves,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fortunes,
Nick Fraelich,
Tres Demented,
Brass Construction,
Barrington Levy,
Marine Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David McCallum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.