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 Lebanon and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 In Retrospect to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
DNA,
China Crisis,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gories,
Black Sheep,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fear,
Bush Tetras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
The Smiths,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pulsallama,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Cluster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fela Kuti,
In Retrospect,
The Dirtbombs,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camouflage,
Bad Manners,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Charles Mingus,
Model 500,
Stereo Dub,
Schoolly D,
Quadrant,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Excepter,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Theoretical Girls,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
Thompson Twins,
Yaz,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.