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 Jamaica and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 D'Angelo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The New Christs,
The Birthday Party,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Steve Hackett,
Angry Samoans,
Donny Hathaway,
Newcleus,
New Age Steppers,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scan 7,
Zapp,
X-102,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Cameo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Davy DMX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Real Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
The Move,
Gong,
The Index,
Agitation Free,
Black Sheep,
Patti Smith,
Suicide,
Sonic Youth,
Blossom Toes,
The Fuzztones,
Don Cherry,
Joe Smooth,
Maurizio,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Main Source,
Deadbeat,
Vladislav Delay,
Blake Baxter,
the Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
Circle Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masters at Work,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.