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 Swaziland and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blake Baxter to the grunge 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
DNA,
The Stooges,
Godley & Creme,
The Litter,
Deadbeat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blancmange,
Joe Smooth,
John Foxx,
Rapeman,
Hot Snakes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
Accadde A,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Evens,
X-101,
Trumans Water,
Gerry Rafferty,
Donald Byrd,
Section 25,
Newcleus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Don Cherry,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
Sugar Minott,
Parry Music,
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Electric Prunes,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Fela Kuti,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alison Limerick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.