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 Cameroon and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro 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 The Leaves to the rap 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warsaw,
Derrick Morgan,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
Prince Buster,
Malaria!,
DJ Style,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Saints,
Wally Richardson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Fluxion,
D'Angelo,
Altered Images,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
The Move,
Boredoms,
KRS-One,
These Immortal Souls,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
Pantytec,
Oblivians,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Goldenarms,
Erykah Badu,
The Raincoats,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Duran Duran,
The Remains,
John Foxx,
Pierre Henry,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Kevin Saunderson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Drexciya,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
Joy Division,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.