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 the UAE and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Peter & Gordon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang of Four,
Funkadelic,
La Düsseldorf,
Fela Kuti,
Y Pants,
Main Source,
Robert Hood,
Stetsasonic,
Q and Not U,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick May,
Yaz,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fugs,
Nirvana,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Darondo,
Intrusion,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nico,
Skarface,
Fluxion,
The Sonics,
Prince Buster,
Wings,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eden Ahbez,
Slick Rick,
Yusef Lateef,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Rundgren,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pere Ubu,
Outsiders,
Lucky Dragons,
Deakin,
Ronan,
The Happenings,
B.T. Express,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
DNA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Supertramp,
Ohio Players,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Harry Pussy,
Shoche,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.