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 Tajikistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Tubeway Army,
The Angels of Light,
Black Pus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tres Demented,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Bananas,
Radio Birdman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
Zapp,
Kenny Larkin,
The Buckinghams,
Section 25,
Rhythm & Sound,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
The Leaves,
Adolescents,
Tears for Fears,
Minutemen,
Robert Görl,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon,
Faraquet,
Marine Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cymande,
Mantronix,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monks,
Bill Wells,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cowsills,
Flipper,
Jimmy McGriff,
New Order,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Livin' Joy,
Rekid,
Royal Trux,
The Slackers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.