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 Equatorial Guinea and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Technova 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Easy Going,
Roy Ayers,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Soft Cell,
Ten City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skriet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Rundgren,
Marshall Jefferson,
Byron Stingily,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
Eden Ahbez,
Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Style,
Dawn Penn,
New Order,
Man Parrish,
The Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Anakelly,
a-ha,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amon Düül,
Buzzcocks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nas,
The Victims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hardrive,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Moon,
Marc Almond,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Janne Schatter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stereo Dub,
Dave Gahan,
Soulsonic Force,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.