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 Thailand and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Faraquet to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Pylon,
T. Rex,
Flash Fearless,
The Kinks,
Unrelated Segments,
the Slits,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Coltrane,
Skaos,
The Cramps,
Stiv Bators,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
Clear Light,
Funkadelic,
Mandrill,
Vladislav Delay,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Germs,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dark Day,
Vainqueur,
The Martian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Cale,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Camberwell Now,
Pole,
Jacques Brel,
cv313,
CMW,
Ken Boothe,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Green,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Pagans,
Panda Bear,
Technova,
Juan Atkins,
Audionom,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Bar-Kays,
This Heat,
Cecil Taylor,
Black Flag,
The Tremeloes,
Scion,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.