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 Croatia and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 The Five Americans to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The American Breed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aswad,
U.S. Maple,
The Barracudas,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Flag,
Reuben Wilson,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
Fluxion,
These Immortal Souls,
Sister Nancy,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
The Fall,
Suburban Knight,
John Cale,
Magma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blackbyrds,
The Pretty Things,
Cybotron,
The Offenders,
Ohio Players,
Hashim,
Monolake,
Hoover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Normal,
Ken Boothe,
Faust,
Yellowson,
Neil Young,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
Eve St. Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nik Kershaw,
the Association,
Amon Düül,
Pylon,
Sonic Youth,
Gong,
Funky Four + One,
Moss Icon,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cowsills,
Pulsallama,
La Düsseldorf,
Tomorrow,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.