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 Denmark and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Niagra,
Severed Heads,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
MC5,
Mandrill,
Yazoo,
Leonard Cohen,
L. Decosne,
The Smiths,
Joy Division,
Panda Bear,
Hot Snakes,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Banda Bassotti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Swans,
Scan 7,
Oblivians,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Procol Harum,
The Neon Judgement,
Erasure,
The Fugs,
Reagan Youth,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blackbyrds,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Max Romeo,
Funkadelic,
Livin' Joy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cybotron,
Hardrive,
Joe Finger,
Technova,
Vainqueur,
Flash Fearless,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bauhaus,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bluetip,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Judy Mowatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Animal Collective,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.