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 Australia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fania All-Stars to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Leaves,
Black Flag,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pylon,
Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crash Course in Science,
Wire,
kango's stein massive,
Interpol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
K-Klass,
The Offenders,
Tres Demented,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Essential Logic,
R.M.O.,
Little Man,
Mantronix,
Idris Muhammad,
Letta Mbulu,
Unrelated Segments,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxette,
Slick Rick,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
LL Cool J,
Nick Fraelich,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
Roger Hodgson,
Rapeman,
Boz Scaggs,
Half Japanese,
Max Romeo,
EPMD,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yazoo,
The Real Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
Robert Görl,
Flipper,
Dark Day,
Public Enemy,
The Sound,
The Gun Club,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.