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 Nigeria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Drive Like Jehu 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Au Pairs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Inner City,
Erasure,
Second Layer,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Yusef Lateef,
Saccharine Trust,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
Fatback Band,
Y Pants,
Toni Rubio,
The Zeros,
New York Dolls,
Babytalk,
Technova,
Easy Going,
Nils Olav,
Ultra Naté,
Maurizio,
Bronski Beat,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Womack,
The Neon Judgement,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
Donny Hathaway,
Tom Boy,
Suicide,
Charles Mingus,
JFA,
K-Klass,
Porter Ricks,
Pierre Henry,
Banda Bassotti,
Tubeway Army,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Coltrane,
Excepter,
Unwound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Swans,
Qualms,
Scion,
David McCallum,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rekid,
Cluster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.