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 Denmark and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar 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 Steve Hackett to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
AZ,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
The Cramps,
Silicon Teens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Second Layer,
The Searchers,
Suicide,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris Corsano,
Sarah Menescal,
Groovy Waters,
The Walker Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kerri Chandler,
The Toasters,
Accadde A,
8 Eyed Spy,
Carl Craig,
Cameo,
Skriet,
This Heat,
Marine Girls,
Heaven 17,
Joe Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amon Düül,
Dave Gahan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
Stereo Dub,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers,
The Offenders,
10cc,
Crime,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
the Normal,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.