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 Chile and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 One Last Wish to the crunk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stetsasonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Subhumans,
Inner City,
Barbara Tucker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
Can,
Freddie Wadling,
Angry Samoans,
The Invisible,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Chris Corsano,
Siglo XX,
Neu!,
Curtis Mayfield,
Harpers Bizarre,
Qualms,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Mandrill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ituana,
Gang Starr,
Juan Atkins,
Intrusion,
Ultravox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Techniques,
Ponytail,
Ornette Coleman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deepchord,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
Grandmaster Flash,
Trumans Water,
Camouflage,
Hoover,
the Swans,
Joy Division,
Girls At Our Best!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
Reuben Wilson,
Minnie Riperton,
Althea and Donna,
Funkadelic,
Minny Pops,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.