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 Malaysia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the rap 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Swell Maps,
Mars,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blossom Toes,
Zero Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Junior Murvin,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jandek,
Lower 48,
Marmalade,
K-Klass,
The Modern Lovers,
Arthur Verocai,
Kas Product,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalann,
Animal Collective,
Stiv Bators,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
DJ Sneak,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
Faraquet,
Moby Grape,
The Birthday Party,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
The Doors,
Soulsonic Force,
MC5,
Eurythmics,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
Saccharine Trust,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skriet,
Chris Corsano,
Connie Case,
UT,
Heaven 17,
Mantronix,
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.