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 United States 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Slits to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Joe Finger,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oblivians,
Ornette Coleman,
Outsiders,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Danielle Patucci,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
48th St. Collective,
The Residents,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Raincoats,
Man Parrish,
Main Source,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Circle Jerks,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Angels of Light,
Scientists,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gong,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tears for Fears,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dark Day,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
Grauzone,
Cybotron,
Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
Heaven 17,
Moss Icon,
Porter Ricks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
EPMD,
The Busters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Normal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Franke,
Faust,
The United States of America,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.