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 Andorra and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Leaves to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Sixth Finger,
Derrick Morgan,
Warren Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
Country Teasers,
Davy DMX,
Symarip,
Sonic Youth,
Tom Boy,
Groovy Waters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Adolescents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Fatback Band,
Easy Going,
Matthew Bourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
Gang Green,
Laurel Aitken,
Throbbing Gristle,
Liliput,
Faraquet,
June of 44,
Porter Ricks,
Newcleus,
Harry Pussy,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Coltrane,
cv313,
Pulsallama,
Section 25,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Livin' Joy,
Fela Kuti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roxy Music,
Arab on Radar,
Jacques Brel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bob Dylan,
Japan,
FM Einheit,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.