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 United Kingdom and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin 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 Altered Images to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Motorama,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joe Smooth,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Swans,
AZ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bluetip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Parry Music,
Mo-Dettes,
Hasil Adkins,
Skaos,
Joe Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
Accadde A,
Stiv Bators,
Quadrant,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Essential Logic,
The Blues Magoos,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brand Nubian,
Arab on Radar,
Babytalk,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Technova,
Wolf Eyes,
The Misunderstood,
Japan,
Black Flag,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
L. Decosne,
the Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
the Germs,
Blossom Toes,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Banda Bassotti,
China Crisis,
Soft Machine,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.