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 Cambodia 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Gerry Rafferty to the electroclash 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harry Pussy,
The Gun Club,
EPMD,
The Motions,
Flipper,
Basic Channel,
the Slits,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Halsall,
The Durutti Column,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun City Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Sixth Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Goldenarms,
The Remains,
The Sound,
Make Up,
Radio Birdman,
Popol Vuh,
Bluetip,
Fear,
Q and Not U,
Judy Mowatt,
Unrelated Segments,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cheater Slicks,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soft Cell,
Don Cherry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
Kerri Chandler,
Ronan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arthur Verocai,
Steve Hackett,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Khruangbin,
Circle Jerks,
Oblivians,
Index,
Pere Ubu,
Dave Gahan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
Ultravox,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.