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 Kuwait 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joey Negro to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Soulsonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Buckinghams,
Schoolly D,
Metal Thangz,
The Kinks,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Hashim,
Sam Rivers,
EPMD,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Trumans Water,
Technova,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Banda Bassotti,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amazonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
The Toasters,
Barbara Tucker,
Lucky Dragons,
The Stooges,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sällskapet,
Fluxion,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlback,
Isaac Hayes,
Ice-T,
Joy Division,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
Don Cherry,
Arab on Radar,
Niagra,
Fugazi,
The Smoke,
Freddie Wadling,
Yellowson,
Ituana,
Vainqueur,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Modern Lovers,
Ten City,
The Dead C,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.