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 Nauru and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 Brick to the techno 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aural Exciters,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
The Moody Blues,
Eric Dolphy,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Traffic Nightmare,
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Inner City,
Little Man,
Mark Hollis,
Hot Snakes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
Whodini,
The United States of America,
The Misunderstood,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
Swans,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scion,
Schoolly D,
Maurizio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Bowie,
Sister Nancy,
Harry Pussy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Human League,
ABC,
Fat Boys,
Nils Olav,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gabor Szabo,
Harmonia,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.