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 Iran and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 E-Dancer to the dance 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fuzztones,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gories,
Eddi Front,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
The Cowsills,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swell Maps,
Throbbing Gristle,
Negative Approach,
The Dead C,
Technova,
The Modern Lovers,
Erasure,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
Ohio Players,
Nick Fraelich,
The American Breed,
Electric Prunes,
Marmalade,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Danielle Patucci,
Clear Light,
Cheater Slicks,
Bad Manners,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
The Real Kids,
The Slits,
Babytalk,
E-Dancer,
June of 44,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doors,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
Crooked Eye,
Loose Ends,
Soulsonic Force,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Bowie,
Fat Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacques Brel,
Delta 5,
Interpol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wasted Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The New Christs,
The Seeds,
The Move,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.