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 Yemen and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Slick Rick to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Bang On A Can,
Underground Resistance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wire,
Adolescents,
Joensuu 1685,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Letta Mbulu,
The Dead C,
Absolute Body Control,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Magazine,
World's Most,
Soul II Soul,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aural Exciters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liliput,
Robert Görl,
Stetsasonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joe Smooth,
The Names,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Searchers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jeff Lynne,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Little Man,
Wolf Eyes,
cv313,
The Fire Engines,
the Soft Cell,
John Coltrane,
Slave,
Au Pairs,
Man Parrish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cowsills,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Urselle,
Matthew Bourne,
Essential Logic,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.