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 Lebanon and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nico to the electroclash 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
Pylon,
Ohio Players,
Flamin' Groovies,
The United States of America,
The Leaves,
Unrelated Segments,
The Martian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
New Age Steppers,
Maleditus Sound,
Q and Not U,
Gichy Dan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Altered Images,
Vladislav Delay,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Jandek,
Max Romeo,
The Smiths,
The Durutti Column,
Mad Mike,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wally Richardson,
The Last Poets,
Kayak,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Moss Icon,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Copeland,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Kurtis Blow,
These Immortal Souls,
The Golliwogs,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Byrd,
The Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
World's Most,
The Young Rascals,
Sugar Minott,
Albert Ayler,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Roxette,
Darondo,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.