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 Mongolia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
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 arpeggiator 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 Prince Buster to the jazz 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Gang of Four,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lindisfarne,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
The Young Rascals,
Bush Tetras,
The Dirtbombs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nirvana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
The Sonics,
June Days,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Electric Prunes,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
Procol Harum,
Pantaleimon,
Kerri Chandler,
Darondo,
Joy Division,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pierre Henry,
The Smoke,
Roxette,
The Pop Group,
Au Pairs,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
ABC,
The Toasters,
Bobby Sherman,
Second Layer,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
John Holt,
Amon Düül II,
The Smiths,
Man Parrish,
Pantytec,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Ken Boothe,
Sandy B,
Tres Demented,
Main Source,
The Saints,
The Standells,
Crooked Eye,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
D'Angelo,
Ronnie Foster,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.