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 Gambia and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Infiniti to the funk 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wolf Eyes,
Saccharine Trust,
Darondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Drive Like Jehu,
The United States of America,
Gichy Dan,
Organ,
Aloha Tigers,
Hoover,
Carl Craig,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Robert Görl,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bad Manners,
Alison Limerick,
The Monks,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thompson Twins,
The J.B.'s,
Funkadelic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Happenings,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
DJ Style,
The Blackbyrds,
Chris Corsano,
Mark Hollis,
Derrick May,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Max Romeo,
48th St. Collective,
Agent Orange,
Todd Terry,
John Coltrane,
Sällskapet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Flag,
Pussy Galore,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Fear,
cv313,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.