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 Malaysia and from London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
10cc,
Idris Muhammad,
The Zeros,
Y Pants,
the Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Bourne,
Ice-T,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Harry Pussy,
Harmonia,
Malaria!,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sugar Minott,
John Holt,
Babytalk,
The Fugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eden Ahbez,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex,
Skaos,
Joey Negro,
The Count Five,
The Martian,
Agent Orange,
Arab on Radar,
Surgeon,
Alton Ellis,
Rapeman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Das Ding,
The Saints,
Grauzone,
Pole,
Index,
Reagan Youth,
Parry Music,
The Victims,
Amazonics,
U.S. Maple,
Moebius,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gap Band,
The Music Machine,
Average White Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
James White and The Blacks,
the Swans,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.