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 Taiwan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fear to the disco 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
Kas Product,
Pulsallama,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Monks,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick May,
Sällskapet,
Q and Not U,
The Fortunes,
Jawbox,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
The Invisible,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erykah Badu,
Fat Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pylon,
The Leaves,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
The Pretty Things,
Average White Band,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Durutti Column,
Sun Ra,
The Happenings,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
F. McDonald,
Pet Shop Boys,
Surgeon,
In Retrospect,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
The United States of America,
Technova,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Smog,
Can,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Bowie,
Traffic Nightmare,
Iggy Pop,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Move,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.