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 Malawi and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Jerry's Kids to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Swell Maps,
Duran Duran,
Stiv Bators,
The Knickerbockers,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Christie,
the Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
FM Einheit,
Charles Mingus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yaz,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
Fluxion,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Stooges,
Matthew Bourne,
X-Ray Spex,
10cc,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
the Germs,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
Delta 5,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Womack,
The Dead C,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
Sparks,
Warsaw,
Inner City,
Slave,
Max Romeo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tubeway Army,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
The Associates,
Magma,
Connie Case,
Sight & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
Grauzone,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
Steve Hackett,
Leonard Cohen,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.