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 Spain and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blackbyrds,
Duran Duran,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
Yaz,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare,
Lower 48,
Bootsy Collins,
Ituana,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Junior Murvin,
Popol Vuh,
Wings,
Marvin Gaye,
R.M.O.,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
the Bar-Kays,
The Count Five,
Adolescents,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Stiv Bators,
Rekid,
The Techniques,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bad Manners,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
AZ,
Dark Day,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cowsills,
Moebius,
The Dead C,
Con Funk Shun,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tres Demented,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Flag,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
DNA,
The Vogues,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Music Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.