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 Bhutan and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Johnny Osbourne to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Junior Murvin,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Ohio Players,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sällskapet,
The Gladiators,
Pharoah Sanders,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacob Miller,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barrington Levy,
The Litter,
Flipper,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultravox,
Maleditus Sound,
The Birthday Party,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
Bush Tetras,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donald Byrd,
The Zeros,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
the Normal,
The New Christs,
The Monks,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
F. McDonald,
Index,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
Liliput,
The Human League,
The Gap Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
David Axelrod,
Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
The Associates,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.