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 Ukraine and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Pantaleimon to the grime 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Marmalade,
David McCallum,
The Move,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
T. Rex,
The Seeds,
Cameo,
Ituana,
Qualms,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Wells,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aural Exciters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick Morgan,
Ludus,
John Lydon,
Fear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hasil Adkins,
Index,
Skriet,
Oblivians,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
Flash Fearless,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronnie Foster,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Blancmange,
Tim Buckley,
Roxy Music,
Peter & Gordon,
Subhumans,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Moon,
Audionom,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rosa Yemen,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
Monolake,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.