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 Kuwait and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Smoke to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mars,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
Godley & Creme,
This Heat,
Slave,
Sällskapet,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Michelle Simonal,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
F. McDonald,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
The New Christs,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
Deepchord,
MDC,
Country Teasers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roxette,
Cluster,
Gang Starr,
Trumans Water,
Roger Hodgson,
Andrew Hill,
Stetsasonic,
Camouflage,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
the Sonics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Germs,
Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Swans,
Rakim,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
E-Dancer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Japan,
Hashim,
The Techniques,
Tim Buckley,
Con Funk Shun,
Magma,
Infiniti,
Bobby Womack,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Associates,
Main Source,
Echospace,
Ultravox,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.