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 Kenya and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 KRS-One to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neu!,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Womack,
Lower 48,
Todd Rundgren,
Bad Manners,
Spandau Ballet,
Maurizio,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
The Cowsills,
Godley & Creme,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
The Toasters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Normal,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
The Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
Urselle,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Divine Comedy,
Adolescents,
Hashim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Idris Muhammad,
Anthony Braxton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blues Magoos,
The Happenings,
Tears for Fears,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David McCallum,
Peter and Kerry,
The Music Machine,
Prince Buster,
The Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.