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 Liechtenstein and from Johannesburg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Connie Case to the techno 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Grey Daturas,
Liliput,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
48th St. Collective,
Dennis Brown,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Green,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
Pierre Henry,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Interpol,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
Can,
Rakim,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
John Coltrane,
Patti Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Ralphi Rosario,
Davy DMX,
The Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Index,
Cymande,
Crooked Eye,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra,
Spoonie Gee,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
The J.B.'s,
Wire,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Christie,
The Cure,
Altered Images,
Vainqueur,
Sight & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
Don Cherry,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantytec,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.