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 Mexico and from Halifax.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Infiniti to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
B.T. Express,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smiths,
Camouflage,
The Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mojo Men,
Pylon,
Moss Icon,
New Order,
Rekid,
Lyres,
Warren Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pretty Things,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
Delta 5,
One Last Wish,
Magazine,
Sparks,
Black Flag,
Neu!,
Nico,
Radiohead,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pantaleimon,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sun Ra,
Lower 48,
the Bar-Kays,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sandy B,
Half Japanese,
Rakim,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David McCallum,
Rites of Spring,
Deakin,
Gong,
Jacques Brel,
The Fire Engines,
The Young Rascals,
The Cramps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crooked Eye,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.