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 Zimbabwe and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
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 Nile Rodgers 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Accadde A,
the Swans,
Excepter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Fraelich,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
Pagans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mad Mike,
Rites of Spring,
Sällskapet,
Agent Orange,
Japan,
CMW,
Althea and Donna,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Barracudas,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Lyres,
E-Dancer,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
Robert Hood,
Rakim,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Quantec,
T.S.O.L.,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
Vladislav Delay,
Tim Buckley,
Public Image Ltd.,
MDC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.