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 Swaziland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the jazz 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Metal Thangz,
Public Enemy,
Smog,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
Essential Logic,
The Cowsills,
Derrick Morgan,
EPMD,
The Invisible,
Pantaleimon,
Make Up,
Underground Resistance,
The Stooges,
Q and Not U,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Monochrome Set,
Newcleus,
Graham Central Station,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Severed Heads,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
China Crisis,
Crispian St. Peters,
Massinfluence,
Trumans Water,
Black Sheep,
Jeff Lynne,
Lightning Bolt,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
Sun City Girls,
Rapeman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Reagan Youth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
Tom Boy,
The Fugs,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
Wire,
48th St. Collective,
Jandek,
Mars,
The Blackbyrds,
Alton Ellis,
Theoretical Girls,
Minutemen,
Bang On A Can,
Malaria!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Junior Murvin,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.