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 India and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Con Funk Shun to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Rod Modell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Aloha Tigers,
R.M.O.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Alphaville,
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Supertramp,
Aural Exciters,
Darondo,
Camberwell Now,
Lyres,
Porter Ricks,
The Misunderstood,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joey Negro,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
Althea and Donna,
Bizarre Inc.,
Swans,
JFA,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
June of 44,
New Order,
Mo-Dettes,
Eden Ahbez,
Tubeway Army,
Skarface,
Jandek,
Prince Buster,
Deakin,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Television Personalities,
Sparks,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fad Gadget,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.