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 Laos and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
the Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Dave Gahan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Newcleus,
Henry Cow,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faraquet,
Jeru the Damaja,
Minor Threat,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
L. Decosne,
Fugazi,
Magma,
Dawn Penn,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-102,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Motorama,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
Reagan Youth,
Dual Sessions,
Desert Stars,
Don Cherry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Mandrill,
Quando Quango,
Shoche,
Al Stewart,
JFA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
The Searchers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Section 25,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
Skaos,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.