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 East Timor and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anakelly,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Leonard Cohen,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fuzztones,
Harry Pussy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
cv313,
Marine Girls,
The Fortunes,
Minny Pops,
Blossom Toes,
Icehouse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ice-T,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang On A Can,
Interpol,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
The Modern Lovers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
EPMD,
Mad Mike,
Dave Gahan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Prunes,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
Dennis Brown,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
Quando Quango,
The Misunderstood,
Shoche,
Magma,
Yusef Lateef,
Sparks,
Bronski Beat,
The Move,
The Associates,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
Susan Cadogan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gories,
Pet Shop Boys,
Josef K,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.