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 Ivory Coast and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Camberwell Now to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Shuggie Otis,
Terry Callier,
Ultravox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gladiators,
The Residents,
Simply Red,
Gang of Four,
Boz Scaggs,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Metal Thangz,
Supertramp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
The Slits,
Eve St. Jones,
Newcleus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Bourne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül,
Yazoo,
Grauzone,
Quando Quango,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Smog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
The American Breed,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Scan 7,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Cameo,
Faraquet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fugazi,
Nas,
Juan Atkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Kevin Saunderson,
Janne Schatter,
Max Romeo,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Inner City,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.