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 Turkmenistan and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Marmalade to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Laurel Aitken,
Tommy Roe,
New Order,
Barclay James Harvest,
Inner City,
Donald Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
T.S.O.L.,
Liliput,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Country Teasers,
Minny Pops,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
Terry Callier,
Minutemen,
Joy Division,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
Brass Construction,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
JFA,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Nirvana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Glenn Branca,
Bronski Beat,
James White and The Blacks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
Zero Boys,
Bluetip,
Brand Nubian,
The Seeds,
The Barracudas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Almond,
Maurizio,
Rod Modell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Babytalk,
The Electric Prunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.