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 Afghanistan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Funky Four + One to the punk 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Aswad,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Wire,
Magazine,
The Pretty Things,
Althea and Donna,
Bronski Beat,
Rosa Yemen,
The Shadows of Knight,
OOIOO,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
The Invisible,
AZ,
Sparks,
Marine Girls,
The Vogues,
Matthew Bourne,
Morten Harket,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
John Lydon,
Archie Shepp,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Black Bananas,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Camouflage,
Minor Threat,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Kas Product,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Sonics,
Yazoo,
Erykah Badu,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
D'Angelo,
Easy Going,
E-Dancer,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
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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.