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 France and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Dual Sessions,
Fluxion,
LL Cool J,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pagans,
Easy Going,
Second Layer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fugs,
Eddi Front,
A Certain Ratio,
The Techniques,
Slave,
Alphaville,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soft Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Index,
Pole,
Television,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Massinfluence,
The Skatalites,
cv313,
Spoonie Gee,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Icehouse,
Youth Brigade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Young Marble Giants,
the Normal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jandek,
Man Parrish,
the Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Funky Four + One,
Wasted Youth,
The Offenders,
Eurythmics,
Chrome,
Royal Trux,
Unwound,
MC5,
Andrew Hill,
The Leaves,
Charles Mingus,
Soul Sonic Force,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
Scan 7,
Camouflage,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.