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 San Marino and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord 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 Fugazi to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Davy DMX,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soft Machine,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tres Demented,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eddi Front,
Suburban Knight,
Television,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül II,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skaos,
Donny Hathaway,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Christie,
One Last Wish,
The Five Americans,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fall,
Mandrill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
10cc,
Cybotron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oneida,
The Detroit Cobras,
Junior Murvin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Q65,
Pierre Henry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Adolescents,
Bill Near,
This Heat,
Yusef Lateef,
Jandek,
Stockholm Monsters,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.