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 Monaco and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nirvana to the dance 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
Audionom,
Absolute Body Control,
Donny Hathaway,
The Birthday Party,
Jacob Miller,
Depeche Mode,
kango's stein massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Slave,
The Grass Roots,
The Residents,
The Fall,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rufus Thomas,
The Neon Judgement,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Holt,
UT,
Ultravox,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oneida,
Wasted Youth,
K-Klass,
The Offenders,
The Moody Blues,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
L. Decosne,
Max Romeo,
Scientists,
Deadbeat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Warsaw,
The Blues Magoos,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
The J.B.'s,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Malaria!,
Nico,
A Certain Ratio,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.