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 Cameroon and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Detroit Cobras 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Skarface,
The Tremeloes,
Schoolly D,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
L. Decosne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Con Funk Shun,
Danielle Patucci,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neu!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Searchers,
Television Personalities,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacob Miller,
ABC,
the Bar-Kays,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Main Source,
The Remains,
Donny Hathaway,
OOIOO,
The Associates,
Kayak,
Quando Quango,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler,
Connie Case,
Gang Starr,
Dennis Brown,
The Human League,
Brick,
Minutemen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Marmalade,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
Malaria!,
48th St. Collective,
The Raincoats,
Warsaw,
Sun Ra,
Judy Mowatt,
Bang On A Can,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Smog,
Magazine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Second Layer,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flipper,
Funky Four + One,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.