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 Ukraine and from Columbus.
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 Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wake to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
The Residents,
The Cowsills,
Half Japanese,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Fat Boys,
Rod Modell,
Hot Snakes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
Funkadelic,
Tommy Roe,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minutemen,
Fluxion,
Minor Threat,
Angry Samoans,
Nico,
Ludus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Vladislav Delay,
the Soft Cell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Zeros,
Derrick Morgan,
Archie Shepp,
The Standells,
The Black Dice,
The Seeds,
Subhumans,
Simply Red,
Agitation Free,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dual Sessions,
Erasure,
Desert Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Cluster,
Ornette Coleman,
Henry Cow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ten City,
Black Bananas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Goldenarms,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Whodini,
Procol Harum,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Wells,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.