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 Turkey and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Skarface to the funk 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Supertramp,
Can,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
Yazoo,
Susan Cadogan,
Dual Sessions,
Average White Band,
The Slackers,
Pagans,
The J.B.'s,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Fugazi,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Grass Roots,
Joy Division,
Con Funk Shun,
The Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monolake,
Wasted Youth,
Spandau Ballet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Camberwell Now,
Warsaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bob Dylan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rosa Yemen,
The Happenings,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swell Maps,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
E-Dancer,
X-102,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magma,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
CMW,
This Heat,
LL Cool J,
Junior Murvin,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.