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 Guinea and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Intrusion,
Bronski Beat,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Electric Prunes,
Eurythmics,
Judy Mowatt,
Toni Rubio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Prince Buster,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Gang Green,
Angry Samoans,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Blake Baxter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blackbyrds,
Dual Sessions,
Agent Orange,
Model 500,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Youth Brigade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Newcleus,
Stiv Bators,
The Misunderstood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Saccharine Trust,
Fad Gadget,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Toasters,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
Rotary Connection,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
Soft Cell,
DJ Style,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Metal Thangz,
The Cure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
Technova,
The Gap Band,
Jandek,
Funky Four + One,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moody Blues,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.