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 Greece and from London.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Bananas to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Motorama,
Agent Orange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lyres,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
Bootsy Collins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
AZ,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
Jimmy McGriff,
B.T. Express,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
Wasted Youth,
Cymande,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Zapp,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed,
Lou Christie,
Clear Light,
Liliput,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
Dawn Penn,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Japan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Flag,
Echospace,
Can,
Urselle,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
Pagans,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Teasers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
Neu!,
Alphaville,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.