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 Bahamas and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 D'Angelo to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Popol Vuh,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
David Bowie,
Animal Collective,
Hashim,
Ludus,
Saccharine Trust,
Blake Baxter,
Yaz,
Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grauzone,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
Bronski Beat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
Q65,
Bobby Womack,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
June of 44,
Stereo Dub,
Faraquet,
Ohio Players,
Ituana,
Masters at Work,
Eric Copeland,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Frankie Knuckles,
Darondo,
Jacob Miller,
Josef K,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
DJ Sneak,
Chris Corsano,
Oblivians,
Lindisfarne,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Walker Brothers,
Heaven 17,
the Sonics,
Arthur Verocai,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cramps,
Rites of Spring,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.