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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar 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 The Sonics to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smiths,
Ultra Naté,
T. Rex,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Boredoms,
Young Marble Giants,
The Buckinghams,
Marine Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pulsallama,
Cameo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minnie Riperton,
Visage,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Modern Lovers,
Deadbeat,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alison Limerick,
Magma,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hashim,
Donny Hathaway,
Ohio Players,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Prince Buster,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Dolphy,
Rakim,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sam Rivers,
Jawbox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Move,
Yaz,
The Count Five,
B.T. Express,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yusef Lateef,
Von Mondo,
The Fire Engines,
Jeff Mills,
Jerry's Kids,
the Fania All-Stars,
JFA,
Josef K,
Patti Smith,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Red Krayola,
Zapp,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.