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 El Salvador and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masters at Work to the crunk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Graham Central Station,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Technova,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Skarface,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Darondo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Black Moon,
Wolf Eyes,
Juan Atkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Victims,
Prince Buster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Litter,
Gichy Dan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gories,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
This Heat,
Make Up,
Agitation Free,
Flash Fearless,
Zapp,
The Fall,
The Tremeloes,
Youth Brigade,
Cal Tjader,
Quadrant,
Sugar Minott,
Funky Four + One,
Easy Going,
Kaleidoscope,
Pole,
Nick Fraelich,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
The Techniques,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The New Christs,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Black Pus,
Isaac Hayes,
Eli Mardock,
Tears for Fears,
Nik Kershaw,
Judy Mowatt,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.