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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
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 snare 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Shoche,
Audionom,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Zeros,
Newcleus,
The Buckinghams,
The Kinks,
Crooked Eye,
Mo-Dettes,
Inner City,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
New Age Steppers,
The Happenings,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Yazoo,
Agent Orange,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zapp,
David Bowie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gabor Szabo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
Sam Rivers,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Germs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hoover,
The Dead C,
New York Dolls,
The Smoke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
World's Most,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The New Christs,
Thompson Twins,
The Doors,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
June of 44,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tim Buckley,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.