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 Serbia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Banda Bassotti to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Khruangbin,
Shuggie Otis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Altered Images,
Animal Collective,
Country Teasers,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Quando Quango,
Joyce Sims,
The Stooges,
Letta Mbulu,
Mission of Burma,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
T. Rex,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Association,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cure,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
Bill Wells,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
The Mummies,
The Offenders,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
Joey Negro,
The Evens,
OOIOO,
Franke,
Harry Pussy,
This Heat,
Mo-Dettes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tres Demented,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Reed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Germs,
Sugar Minott,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.