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 Qatar and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Tom Boy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eddi Front,
Unwound,
Rotary Connection,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
Soft Cell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flamin' Groovies,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sarah Menescal,
Aswad,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vainqueur,
Young Marble Giants,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
The Vogues,
Fugazi,
Q65,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Donald Byrd,
Index,
Wally Richardson,
Royal Trux,
Frankie Knuckles,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DNA,
Gang of Four,
The Skatalites,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ronnie Foster,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brick,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Glenn Branca,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
Mars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gregory Isaacs,
La Düsseldorf,
The American Breed,
The Last Poets,
B.T. Express,
Carl Craig,
Von Mondo,
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.