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 Russia and from Glasgow.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 Lakeside to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Music Machine,
Max Romeo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
Drexciya,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
Silicon Teens,
Spandau Ballet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Piero Umiliani,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
DNA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sugar Minott,
the Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Camberwell Now,
The Index,
Glenn Branca,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
F. McDonald,
Lyres,
Monks,
LL Cool J,
Livin' Joy,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
The Associates,
Soulsonic Force,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delta 5,
Essential Logic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
The Real Kids,
Radiohead,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crime,
Amon Düül,
The Doors,
Mars,
Young Marble Giants,
Agent Orange,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.