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 Cape Verde and from Shanghai.
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 Madrid 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Urselle to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
June Days,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Sneak,
R.M.O.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Idris Muhammad,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Searchers,
Kenny Larkin,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moss Icon,
The Techniques,
Buzzcocks,
Godley & Creme,
Slave,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
Darondo,
Visage,
LL Cool J,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Pretty Things,
The Five Americans,
Black Flag,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tubeway Army,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Liliput,
Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Funkadelic,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Hashim,
Chrome,
Gabor Szabo,
Flipper,
Black Sheep,
Sandy B,
Ossler,
Carl Craig,
Wings,
Drexciya,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
Bush Tetras,
the Normal,
Eurythmics,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
The Move,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.