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 Andorra and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Grauzone to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Sheep,
Mad Mike,
Harry Pussy,
The Angels of Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
Tom Boy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Parry Music,
Blossom Toes,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
Half Japanese,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
The Names,
The Misunderstood,
Angry Samoans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Piero Umiliani,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
Groovy Waters,
Circle Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Morten Harket,
Yaz,
Graham Central Station,
Bob Dylan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick May,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Unwound,
Visage,
The Gladiators,
FM Einheit,
Brand Nubian,
Guru Guru,
The Monks,
Pere Ubu,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Barracudas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.