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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Sherman to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Dennis Brown,
Hashim,
Graham Central Station,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Au Pairs,
Yazoo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oblivians,
Piero Umiliani,
Stiv Bators,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Soulsonic Force,
Juan Atkins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Zapp,
One Last Wish,
Sarah Menescal,
Pole,
The Happenings,
R.M.O.,
Maleditus Sound,
Swans,
Parry Music,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
The Divine Comedy,
Pulsallama,
Warren Ellis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
World's Most,
Amon Düül II,
Boredoms,
John Coltrane,
Suburban Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
The Evens,
The Leaves,
The Alarm Clocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Skaos,
Wally Richardson,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Quando Quango,
Fatback Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
Fat Boys,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick Morgan,
Mad Mike,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.