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 Yemen and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 X-Ray Spex to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Smooth,
Royal Trux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rapeman,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Scott Walker,
Mr. Review,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Half Japanese,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Vainqueur,
The Barracudas,
D'Angelo,
Byron Stingily,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eurythmics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young,
Arthur Verocai,
Oblivians,
Roger Hodgson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
the Normal,
Ronan,
The Fall,
Unrelated Segments,
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
Jacques Brel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
Bill Near,
Fatback Band,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Joey Negro,
Jandek,
Davy DMX,
Parry Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tropical Tobacco,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.