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 Toronto.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer 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 Hot Snakes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Infiniti,
The Beau Brummels,
The Sonics,
Scan 7,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Radio Birdman,
Make Up,
Grauzone,
Howard Jones,
Nas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yaz,
Aural Exciters,
The Evens,
the Swans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiohead,
The Toasters,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
K-Klass,
Bobby Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
In Retrospect,
Traffic Nightmare,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blossom Toes,
The Leaves,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Arcadia,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dead C,
Avey Tare,
The Smoke,
Television,
the Bar-Kays,
Charles Mingus,
Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fugazi,
Scratch Acid,
Bob Dylan,
Graham Central Station,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.