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 Suriname and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
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 linndrum 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 Interpol to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Shuggie Otis,
Loose Ends,
The Durutti Column,
Danielle Patucci,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dawn Penn,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slave,
Scientists,
Quantec,
The Fall,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scratch Acid,
Reagan Youth,
Max Romeo,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
the Human League,
Sixth Finger,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Christie,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liliput,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Simply Red,
Metal Thangz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tubeway Army,
Scrapy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New Order,
Brand Nubian,
X-102,
Marvin Gaye,
Heaven 17,
Yaz,
Cameo,
Pere Ubu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vainqueur,
Alton Ellis,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.