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 Jordan and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Donald Fagen 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 Dorothy Ashby to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Chris Corsano,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Newcleus,
Eddi Front,
The Trojans,
Gichy Dan,
The Fall,
Althea and Donna,
Quantec,
Mary Jane Girls,
MC5,
Derrick May,
The Walker Brothers,
Aswad,
the Sonics,
Crime,
Shuggie Otis,
Cybotron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mars,
Faraquet,
The Fire Engines,
Alton Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronan,
Swans,
Aloha Tigers,
Wire,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget,
Marine Girls,
Cymande,
Surgeon,
Pylon,
Whodini,
Godley & Creme,
The Evens,
The Modern Lovers,
Babytalk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
Saccharine Trust,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angry Samoans,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Moon,
the Association,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.