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 Peru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kas Product to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
the Sonics,
Maurizio,
The Offenders,
Vladislav Delay,
Big Daddy Kane,
Angry Samoans,
Donald Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
The Litter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonic Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Duran Duran,
Talk Talk,
Godley & Creme,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Al Stewart,
the Germs,
Blancmange,
Y Pants,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fluxion,
EPMD,
The Count Five,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
Von Mondo,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Finger,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
Subhumans,
Ossler,
Bill Wells,
Letta Mbulu,
Technova,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Womack,
Rakim,
The Searchers,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
The United States of America,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.