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 Angola and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Accadde A to the rock 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Sparks,
Fela Kuti,
The Offenders,
Scrapy,
The Real Kids,
Mandrill,
KRS-One,
Smog,
U.S. Maple,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Bourne,
Radio Birdman,
Pere Ubu,
These Immortal Souls,
John Foxx,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxette,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crime,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlback,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
Kayak,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Section 25,
Severed Heads,
K-Klass,
Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fear,
MC5,
The Evens,
The Victims,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Morten Harket,
Chrome,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Darondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television,
Radiohead,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
This Heat,
Nik Kershaw,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.