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 Hungary and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pop Group to the funk 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Birthday Party,
The Velvet Underground,
Dennis Brown,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Darondo,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Hill,
Harmonia,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacob Miller,
Swans,
Deakin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Human League,
Laurel Aitken,
Moby Grape,
Cybotron,
The Moleskins,
Vainqueur,
Wolf Eyes,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
The Skatalites,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Eden Ahbez,
Pantytec,
Panda Bear,
ABC,
Amon Düül II,
The Leaves,
Basic Channel,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gun Club,
Livin' Joy,
The Gap Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Frankie Knuckles,
The New Christs,
Arthur Verocai,
Joey Negro,
Iggy Pop,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.