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 Norway and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mars to the techno 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Pretty Things,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sight & Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crooked Eye,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Intrusion,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
48th St. Collective,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
D'Angelo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Dorothy Ashby,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Franke,
Mo-Dettes,
Tommy Roe,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Style,
Accadde A,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Juan Atkins,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
Lyres,
Scion,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Newcleus,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
Wally Richardson,
The Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Hashim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Connie Case,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.