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 Syria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nik Kershaw to the jazz 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
David Axelrod,
Harmonia,
The Index,
Qualms,
Minny Pops,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Busters,
Visage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
Adolescents,
the Germs,
Joey Negro,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare,
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Finger,
Sällskapet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David McCallum,
Sound Behaviour,
Neu!,
Agent Orange,
Panda Bear,
EPMD,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Gang of Four,
Morten Harket,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flipper,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Royal Trux,
Subhumans,
DNA,
Bill Wells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yaz,
Roxette,
the Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
Q65,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Seeds,
Q and Not U,
The Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
The New Christs,
Nils Olav,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nirvana,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.