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 Mexico and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sister Nancy to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Lucky Dragons,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
The Grass Roots,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
Visage,
Goldenarms,
Connie Case,
Franke,
Dennis Brown,
Cybotron,
Eric B and Rakim,
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Drexciya,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reagan Youth,
Sällskapet,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
a-ha,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Quando Quango,
Urselle,
Black Flag,
Flash Fearless,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Evens,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-101,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barry Ungar,
Wolf Eyes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
X-Ray Spex,
Niagra,
Sister Nancy,
Sex Pistols,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Moon,
the Slits,
Interpol,
Pussy Galore,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
PIL,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.