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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ken Boothe to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Pantytec,
Goldenarms,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fuzztones,
Half Japanese,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Evens,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry,
Man Parrish,
Moebius,
Roxette,
Yellowson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kayak,
The Move,
Monolake,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lucky Dragons,
Eurythmics,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
One Last Wish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Buckinghams,
Lower 48,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Pagans,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fortunes,
Talk Talk,
Heaven 17,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kenny Larkin,
Dark Day,
Fad Gadget,
Saccharine Trust,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
The Gories,
Danielle Patucci,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deadbeat,
Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
Hoover,
D'Angelo,
Kerrie Biddell,
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.