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 Palau and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Khruangbin to the rock 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Minor Threat,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thee Headcoats,
Amon Düül II,
Desert Stars,
Porter Ricks,
A Certain Ratio,
Eric Copeland,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Age Steppers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scrapy,
Donny Hathaway,
Danielle Patucci,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxy Music,
Hardrive,
Kenny Larkin,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
Kerri Chandler,
Basic Channel,
the Association,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Swans,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lucky Dragons,
Skaos,
Cybotron,
Alice Coltrane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bronski Beat,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
Absolute Body Control,
F. McDonald,
Jandek,
Fatback Band,
Simply Red,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
The Electric Prunes,
the Bar-Kays,
CMW,
Depeche Mode,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.