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 Seychelles and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dead Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gories,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Golliwogs,
X-102,
Jeff Mills,
This Heat,
Minutemen,
the Normal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sonics,
Liliput,
Masters at Work,
Stereo Dub,
JFA,
Oblivians,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Idris Muhammad,
John Holt,
Sällskapet,
Stiv Bators,
Barrington Levy,
Althea and Donna,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crime,
Motorama,
Y Pants,
Sight & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pylon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delta 5,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lakeside,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
Thee Headcoats,
The Velvet Underground,
Grey Daturas,
Faust,
Severed Heads,
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.