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 Ghana and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cymande to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Jawbox,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Iggy Pop,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Motions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crime,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hoover,
Bootsy Collins,
Rotary Connection,
The Angels of Light,
Byron Stingily,
Altered Images,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
The Residents,
China Crisis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Searchers,
Desert Stars,
The Index,
Nation of Ulysses,
KRS-One,
Albert Ayler,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Blackbyrds,
Gabor Szabo,
The Barracudas,
FM Einheit,
Minny Pops,
Deadbeat,
48th St. Collective,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
Simply Red,
Lucky Dragons,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Junior Murvin,
Blancmange,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
The Red Krayola,
Eric Copeland,
The Stooges,
Mars,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
Stetsasonic,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.