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 Philippines and from Toronto.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Doobie Brothers to the electroclash 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
The Fall,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mr. Review,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Judy Mowatt,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
AZ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Sparks,
Nik Kershaw,
Stiv Bators,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Standells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
Rites of Spring,
The Knickerbockers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Negative Approach,
Funky Four + One,
The Angels of Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Half Japanese,
Sandy B,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brand Nubian,
Fat Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
The Selecter,
Max Romeo,
Rekid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
Erykah Badu,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Cale,
Crooked Eye,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Godley & Creme,
Oblivians,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.