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 South Sudan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Deepchord 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The J.B.'s,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boogie Down Productions,
The United States of America,
Depeche Mode,
The Kinks,
T.S.O.L.,
Pagans,
Sällskapet,
Altered Images,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siglo XX,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kurtis Blow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
Severed Heads,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül II,
Accadde A,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cramps,
June of 44,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lalann,
Barrington Levy,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
Kas Product,
Unrelated Segments,
Alison Limerick,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Yazoo,
Lightning Bolt,
Masters at Work,
A Certain Ratio,
Rotary Connection,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terry Callier,
The Stooges,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantaleimon,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang Green,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.