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 Monaco and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Bizarre Inc. to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hoover,
Arthur Verocai,
Cluster,
Heaven 17,
Yusef Lateef,
Unrelated Segments,
Babytalk,
Flipper,
Mars,
Fatback Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stereo Dub,
Pantytec,
Mark Hollis,
kango's stein massive,
Severed Heads,
K-Klass,
Angry Samoans,
Bobby Sherman,
X-Ray Spex,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Depeche Mode,
Jeff Mills,
The Durutti Column,
Dave Gahan,
Kurtis Blow,
Stiv Bators,
H. Thieme,
Rapeman,
The J.B.'s,
Trumans Water,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
The Leaves,
The American Breed,
The Neon Judgement,
Erykah Badu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
Shoche,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bluetip,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Graham Central Station,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
Wally Richardson,
Idris Muhammad,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick,
The Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.