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 Tajikistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 The Blackbyrds to the funk 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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Josef K 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 grime 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Delon & Dalcan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Prince Buster,
Nick Fraelich,
Organ,
Zero Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
Rekid,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Clarke,
The Slackers,
Derrick Morgan,
Hardrive,
Can,
The Vogues,
Japan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
the Fania All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Ponytail,
Sugar Minott,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wasted Youth,
Andrew Hill,
The Monochrome Set,
Whodini,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
Kaleidoscope,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
48th St. Collective,
Tomorrow,
Chris Corsano,
Bauhaus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quantec,
Metal Thangz,
X-102,
Joe Smooth,
The Busters,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal,
John Cale,
Monolake,
The Angels of Light,
The Beau Brummels,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Dead Boys,
Shoche,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.