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 Libya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Josef K,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Max Romeo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wings,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
The Fuzztones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
Sun City Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Moon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mojo Men,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
U.S. Maple,
MC5,
Pussy Galore,
Arab on Radar,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Blackbyrds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pulsallama,
David Axelrod,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris & Cosey,
Deadbeat,
Technova,
Infiniti,
The Monks,
Shoche,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Fela Kuti,
OOIOO,
Jawbox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
Visage,
The Knickerbockers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Kurtis Blow,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.