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 Nepal and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Michael McDonald 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 Darondo to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Slick Rick,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
Delta 5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marvin Gaye,
Johnny Clarke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
Young Marble Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
Urselle,
Ossler,
Man Parrish,
Motorama,
Soul II Soul,
Banda Bassotti,
Simply Red,
Drexciya,
Outsiders,
Index,
Steve Hackett,
Yellowson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
The Count Five,
Wasted Youth,
Rekid,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Little Man,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yaz,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Real Kids,
Bill Near,
The Index,
The Fuzztones,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
June Days,
Brass Construction,
The Remains,
The Five Americans,
U.S. Maple,
The Fortunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Kas Product,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Colin Newman,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.