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 Australia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Surgeon 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül II,
Niagra,
Darondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Evens,
Shoche,
Harry Pussy,
Barbara Tucker,
Newcleus,
Pantytec,
The Offenders,
Crime,
Buzzcocks,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Soul II Soul,
Cheater Slicks,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
World's Most,
Faust,
Mad Mike,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
Magazine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
Curtis Mayfield,
K-Klass,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Audionom,
Deadbeat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aaron Thompson,
Lucky Dragons,
Quadrant,
The Invisible,
Silicon Teens,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
FM Einheit,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharoah Sanders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.