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 Denmark and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
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 clarinet 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 This Heat to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Yazoo,
48th St. Collective,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Slave,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
10cc,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Heaven 17,
Max Romeo,
Pierre Henry,
Lucky Dragons,
Harpers Bizarre,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
Andrew Hill,
Joey Negro,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker,
Bluetip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Babytalk,
Johnny Clarke,
Bob Dylan,
Drexciya,
Fela Kuti,
The Techniques,
Pylon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
The Skatalites,
Livin' Joy,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
Unwound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-Ray Spex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Zeros,
the Human League,
Dead Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pagans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.