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 Bhutan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
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 808 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 Morten Harket to the grunge 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Metal Thangz,
John Holt,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Tremeloes,
Faraquet,
Skriet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rites of Spring,
The Electric Prunes,
Adolescents,
Bobby Sherman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mission of Burma,
Joy Division,
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
David Bowie,
Simply Red,
Jandek,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Porter Ricks,
Ice-T,
Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Index,
Darondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rekid,
Tommy Roe,
Janne Schatter,
Chris Corsano,
Brothers Johnson,
U.S. Maple,
Harmonia,
Talk Talk,
Jacques Brel,
Desert Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pylon,
Laurel Aitken,
The Seeds,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.