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 Bahrain and from London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alison Limerick to the rap 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Zapp,
Gang Green,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mad Mike,
The Evens,
Ituana,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Techniques,
The New Christs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roger Hodgson,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
The Offenders,
Piero Umiliani,
kango's stein massive,
Mandrill,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cluster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
Charles Mingus,
Rekid,
The Angels of Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Bob Dylan,
LL Cool J,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
the Normal,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Youth Brigade,
DNA,
Monolake,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The American Breed,
Swell Maps,
Hasil Adkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
B.T. Express,
Camouflage,
Agent Orange,
UT,
Accadde A,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.