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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Eli Mardock to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Mission of Burma,
Basic Channel,
Youth Brigade,
Ultra Naté,
Graham Central Station,
Technova,
The Slits,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
Fluxion,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
Toni Rubio,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Ronan,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Raincoats,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Toasters,
The Offenders,
the Normal,
the Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Joe Finger,
David Bowie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Last Poets,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vainqueur,
Duran Duran,
Darondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
Slave,
Liliput,
Mr. Review,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
This Heat,
Metal Thangz,
The Real Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Litter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Von Mondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
the Bar-Kays,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.