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 Moldova and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Visage to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacob Miller,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Sparks,
Blossom Toes,
Flipper,
The Litter,
Agitation Free,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
The Tremeloes,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Main Source,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Can,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Christie,
Supertramp,
Amon Düül II,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Eric Copeland,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Clear Light,
Bill Wells,
The J.B.'s,
Scan 7,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wings,
Section 25,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Green,
Archie Shepp,
Nirvana,
Eurythmics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
The Angels of Light,
Skriet,
Siglo XX,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quando Quango,
Masters at Work,
Deepchord,
Black Moon,
The Golliwogs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Parrish,
Howard Jones,
The Stooges,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.