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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Crooked Eye to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Moleskins,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
D'Angelo,
Agitation Free,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacques Brel,
X-102,
John Cale,
The Move,
the Swans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ken Boothe,
KRS-One,
The Standells,
Quando Quango,
The Fuzztones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cheater Slicks,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultra Naté,
Man Eating Sloth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Clear Light,
The Index,
Avey Tare,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Minnie Riperton,
Oneida,
Eli Mardock,
Black Moon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Bananas,
Reuben Wilson,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
Fluxion,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Mission of Burma,
Television Personalities,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
Todd Terry,
Ultravox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.