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 Comoros 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
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 theremin 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 Todd Terry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
The Motions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Dirtbombs,
Dead Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gories,
Siglo XX,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The American Breed,
Lalann,
Maurizio,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
Lucky Dragons,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soft Cell,
Brand Nubian,
Stiv Bators,
Niagra,
The Zeros,
Simply Red,
Eric Dolphy,
CMW,
Kevin Saunderson,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
Robert Görl,
Half Japanese,
Amon Düül II,
Gang of Four,
B.T. Express,
The Moody Blues,
The Names,
Gichy Dan,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quadrant,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fortunes,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Eden Ahbez,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Starr,
The Smiths,
Neil Young,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.