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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin 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 Pet Shop Boys to the disco 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Slackers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Style,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Kenny Larkin,
Deakin,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gladiators,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Ice-T,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rekid,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Eurythmics,
Lyres,
Fela Kuti,
The Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
B.T. Express,
The Neon Judgement,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
Half Japanese,
Minny Pops,
The Grass Roots,
Scion,
The Mojo Men,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
U.S. Maple,
Goldenarms,
The Zeros,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
Depeche Mode,
Sight & Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Idris Muhammad,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Hill,
Visage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eddi Front,
James White and The Blacks,
Scrapy,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.