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 Iran and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 New Age Steppers to the rap 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül,
Parry Music,
Deadbeat,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slave,
Youth Brigade,
The Electric Prunes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Searchers,
Matthew Bourne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Charles Mingus,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris Corsano,
F. McDonald,
The Music Machine,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pagans,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Gang Green,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
DNA,
the Slits,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Seeds,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed,
Bob Dylan,
The Golliwogs,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
Organ,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Age Steppers,
Desert Stars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiohead,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Guru Guru,
a-ha,
The Knickerbockers,
Tim Buckley,
Average White Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.