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 Austria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Brand Nubian to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 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 Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
Television Personalities,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bluetip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Almond,
Grauzone,
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül II,
Rapeman,
New York Dolls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Unwound,
Dead Boys,
The Litter,
John Lydon,
Liliput,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doors,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
Boz Scaggs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
Minnie Riperton,
Al Stewart,
Yazoo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cramps,
The Moody Blues,
Loose Ends,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Wells,
Bronski Beat,
KRS-One,
Camberwell Now,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultra Naté,
Marine Girls,
Q65,
Maleditus Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Dual Sessions,
The Electric Prunes,
a-ha,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.