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 Comoros and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Silicon Teens to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
The Misunderstood,
Junior Murvin,
Brand Nubian,
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Morten Harket,
Newcleus,
Agitation Free,
John Coltrane,
Jacques Brel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Das Ding,
Panda Bear,
Deadbeat,
The Remains,
New Age Steppers,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
Johnny Clarke,
Young Marble Giants,
Skaos,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pulsallama,
D'Angelo,
CMW,
Brass Construction,
Pet Shop Boys,
Simply Red,
Camberwell Now,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Görl,
Unwound,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Mandrill,
the Bar-Kays,
Malaria!,
Man Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Connie Case,
Make Up,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Names,
The Dead C,
Jacob Miller,
Delon & Dalcan,
48th St. Collective,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.