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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Cluster,
The Blackbyrds,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Young Rascals,
The Birthday Party,
Brothers Johnson,
Von Mondo,
Aural Exciters,
Circle Jerks,
Deakin,
The Fire Engines,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Toasters,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
Second Layer,
The Selecter,
Blancmange,
Blossom Toes,
Minor Threat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gong,
Rosa Yemen,
Oblivians,
JFA,
Marmalade,
Tubeway Army,
Tres Demented,
June Days,
Supertramp,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Offenders,
John Foxx,
Terry Callier,
Unrelated Segments,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
Underground Resistance,
Magma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
DNA,
Grauzone,
Joey Negro,
June of 44,
Sister Nancy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
The Dead C,
The Techniques,
The Star Department,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.