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 Peru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Michelle Simonal to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sound Behaviour,
Section 25,
the Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tim Buckley,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Joe Smooth,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Kurtis Blow,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
John Lydon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
Eve St. Jones,
Ponytail,
Monolake,
Quantec,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Smiths,
Boz Scaggs,
Young Marble Giants,
Max Romeo,
Mission of Burma,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Alarm Clocks,
MDC,
Harmonia,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Can,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
Black Flag,
Yellowson,
La Düsseldorf,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Glambeats Corp.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Beau Brummels,
Organ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
The Gories,
The Knickerbockers,
Circle Jerks,
Minor Threat,
Grauzone,
Quadrant,
Donny Hathaway,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.