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 Montenegro and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Man Parrish to the techno 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Ralphi Rosario,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
OOIOO,
Pussy Galore,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Flag,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
the Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
Jeff Lynne,
The Names,
Michelle Simonal,
Tommy Roe,
Bob Dylan,
Davy DMX,
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Real Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
Rotary Connection,
The Invisible,
Gastr Del Sol,
10cc,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
The Fortunes,
Reuben Wilson,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
Bad Manners,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tres Demented,
The Star Department,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Brand Nubian,
Lindisfarne,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Almond,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Mantronix,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nas,
The Music Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.