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 Taiwan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the funk 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tomorrow,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Moon,
The J.B.'s,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Eurythmics,
The Angels of Light,
Gastr Del Sol,
Susan Cadogan,
Brand Nubian,
Black Bananas,
Barbara Tucker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jandek,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
Ohio Players,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Model 500,
Mandrill,
Chris Corsano,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sex Pistols,
The Music Machine,
Desert Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blossom Toes,
The Blackbyrds,
Groovy Waters,
The New Christs,
Echospace,
Brass Construction,
The Misunderstood,
The Pretty Things,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
These Immortal Souls,
David Axelrod,
Slave,
Panda Bear,
Symarip,
Robert Hood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harry Pussy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Copeland,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
Easy Going,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ten City,
Ossler,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.