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 Finland and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tears for Fears to the disco 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Ponytail,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
the Sonics,
Max Romeo,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
Goldenarms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Flesh Eaters,
Y Pants,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mummies,
Severed Heads,
This Heat,
Iggy Pop,
Black Pus,
Gichy Dan,
Minutemen,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monks,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kayak,
Echospace,
Pagans,
Black Flag,
H. Thieme,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crispy Ambulance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Moody Blues,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vainqueur,
Lalann,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
The Electric Prunes,
Radiohead,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Slits,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Godley & Creme,
Surgeon,
Ice-T,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.