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 Morocco and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Juan Atkins to the grime 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Dave Gahan,
Fad Gadget,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
Jandek,
Sun Ra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Dennis Brown,
Can,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
Camberwell Now,
Lungfish,
The Standells,
Glenn Branca,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moby Grape,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Trumans Water,
Deadbeat,
Eli Mardock,
Soft Machine,
Lyres,
Guru Guru,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
Chrome,
The Cure,
Oblivians,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blancmange,
Joyce Sims,
Isaac Hayes,
Harmonia,
Supertramp,
Whodini,
The Skatalites,
Bush Tetras,
Eddi Front,
Gang Green,
The Litter,
Pole,
Althea and Donna,
Curtis Mayfield,
Japan,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pop Group,
Goldenarms,
Steve Hackett,
MDC,
Wings,
Suburban Knight,
Marine Girls,
Television Personalities,
L. Decosne,
Ronan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Royal Trux,
Sonny Sharrock,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.