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 Bangladesh and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Gang Dance to the electroclash 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
Bronski Beat,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bill Near,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arcadia,
Spandau Ballet,
The New Christs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Evens,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Buckinghams,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
The Blackbyrds,
Idris Muhammad,
Sun Ra,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Moon,
Black Flag,
Minny Pops,
Leonard Cohen,
Tres Demented,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moss Icon,
Derrick Morgan,
Dorothy Ashby,
World's Most,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Parrish,
ABBA,
Wolf Eyes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
The Victims,
David Axelrod,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispian St. Peters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Mills,
Joyce Sims,
Letta Mbulu,
Outsiders,
E-Dancer,
Grauzone,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
Cecil Taylor,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.