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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 AZ to the dance 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Iggy Pop,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Zapp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Christie,
Aswad,
Lower 48,
Sarah Menescal,
Dawn Penn,
World's Most,
Funkadelic,
Babytalk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shoche,
Steve Hackett,
Black Pus,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blancmange,
Hoover,
Clear Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter and Kerry,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tears for Fears,
Bad Manners,
Sam Rivers,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Busters,
Blossom Toes,
Man Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Altered Images,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
The Blues Magoos,
Sparks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
Yusef Lateef,
Maleditus Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Henry Cow,
Bauhaus,
Pussy Galore,
Josef K,
Roxette,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.