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 Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scan 7 to the rock 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Gang Gang Dance,
Second Layer,
Gastr Del Sol,
ABBA,
Dark Day,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
Skaos,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gap Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
X-101,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Womack,
Minutemen,
Kas Product,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fugazi,
Cecil Taylor,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Neil Young,
Rapeman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Depeche Mode,
the Normal,
The Offenders,
Tears for Fears,
Bang On A Can,
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
Technova,
Blossom Toes,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Anakelly,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Residents,
The Searchers,
Jacob Miller,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Walker Brothers,
Y Pants,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Wings,
Goldenarms,
Altered Images,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.