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 Burkina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rap 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Minny Pops,
Porter Ricks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
The Kinks,
Television,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sam Rivers,
Average White Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
K-Klass,
Tim Buckley,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Carl Craig,
The Barracudas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Altered Images,
The Angels of Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Joensuu 1685,
Cheater Slicks,
Toni Rubio,
The Fortunes,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Magma,
Ultravox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Negative Approach,
Joey Negro,
The Durutti Column,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra,
Swans,
Goldenarms,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ornette Coleman,
The Electric Prunes,
Gabor Szabo,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Mantronix,
Zapp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.