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 Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxy Music to the dance 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Harpers Bizarre,
DNA,
Eli Mardock,
Fear,
Todd Rundgren,
kango's stein massive,
Symarip,
Siglo XX,
Animal Collective,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Drexciya,
Lyres,
Funkadelic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cramps,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Age Steppers,
Gabor Szabo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime,
The Buckinghams,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angry Samoans,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
The Vogues,
Junior Murvin,
Letta Mbulu,
Excepter,
Joy Division,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Newcleus,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
The Star Department,
D'Angelo,
The Associates,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Sheep,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oneida,
OOIOO,
Tres Demented,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
Sister Nancy,
ABC,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Radio Birdman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.