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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Star Department to the dance 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Sonics,
Rekid,
Icehouse,
Stockholm Monsters,
In Retrospect,
Chris & Cosey,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
Mo-Dettes,
David Axelrod,
Terry Callier,
Joey Negro,
Ituana,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
Nik Kershaw,
Infiniti,
Easy Going,
Altered Images,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
a-ha,
Angry Samoans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sugar Minott,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Yusef Lateef,
Marmalade,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
Scratch Acid,
Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Minutemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hot Snakes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.