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 Iraq and from Jakarta.
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 Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Foxx to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
The Doobie Brothers,
T. Rex,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
The Trojans,
The Beau Brummels,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marc Almond,
Visage,
The Cowsills,
Albert Ayler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skarface,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Black Flag,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Harmonia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Golliwogs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maleditus Sound,
Scrapy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jawbox,
10cc,
Soul II Soul,
Rufus Thomas,
DNA,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Alice Coltrane,
The Zeros,
Boredoms,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gabor Szabo,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Lou Christie,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Copeland,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Velvet Underground,
Sexual Harrassment,
Juan Atkins,
Sex Pistols,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.