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 Algeria and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Babytalk to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Bauhaus,
48th St. Collective,
Wire,
Mr. Review,
Visage,
Lower 48,
Half Japanese,
Tears for Fears,
Sister Nancy,
Echospace,
ABC,
Fugazi,
One Last Wish,
Babytalk,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
X-101,
Pantytec,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tres Demented,
The Five Americans,
Average White Band,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pagans,
Scion,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Germs,
Arthur Verocai,
Symarip,
Tomorrow,
Liliput,
Hardrive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lakeside,
The Star Department,
Depeche Mode,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
In Retrospect,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Metal Thangz,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Neon Judgement,
Ronnie Foster,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
Camouflage,
Angry Samoans,
Magma,
Scrapy,
John Coltrane,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.