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 Palau and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Big Daddy Kane to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Josef K,
Urselle,
Public Enemy,
PIL,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Chris Corsano,
Alton Ellis,
E-Dancer,
Magma,
Faraquet,
The Cramps,
Kayak,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
Tres Demented,
The Five Americans,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Görl,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gabor Szabo,
The Invisible,
The Index,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
The Knickerbockers,
Fear,
The Barracudas,
The Fall,
Matthew Halsall,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bang On A Can,
FM Einheit,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
David Bowie,
Unwound,
Big Daddy Kane,
Essential Logic,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Mark Hollis,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Slackers,
Visage,
Agent Orange,
Cheater Slicks,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Wells,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Altered Images,
Sparks,
Fela Kuti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
Charles Mingus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.