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 Romania and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Maleditus Sound,
Agent Orange,
Alphaville,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Iggy Pop,
Sixth Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Inner City,
Clear Light,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronan,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Al Stewart,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Smooth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fall,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hashim,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pulsallama,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Graham Central Station,
Matthew Bourne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers,
Banda Bassotti,
Young Marble Giants,
Blancmange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grauzone,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
Heaven 17,
Icehouse,
Marine Girls,
a-ha,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Music Machine,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.