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 Peru and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
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 organ 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 Neil Young to the funk 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
The Fugs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Franke,
The Misunderstood,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Connie Case,
Organ,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
The Blackbyrds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yaz,
The Litter,
Kayak,
Easy Going,
Erykah Badu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rotary Connection,
Metal Thangz,
John Foxx,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
The Martian,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
Stereo Dub,
L. Decosne,
Aural Exciters,
Anakelly,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rites of Spring,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Flipper,
Symarip,
Model 500,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Delta 5,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Derrick May,
The Doors,
The Wake,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boz Scaggs,
Whodini,
Jeff Mills,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
Flamin' Groovies,
T.S.O.L.,
The Move,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.