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 South Africa and from Milan.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord 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 Kurtis Blow to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Vainqueur,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Music Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Lalann,
Steve Hackett,
X-102,
Bill Wells,
Radio Birdman,
Spandau Ballet,
The Angels of Light,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Porter Ricks,
Siglo XX,
Rotary Connection,
The Fuzztones,
The Gap Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pulsallama,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
World's Most,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
CMW,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
Kayak,
Cheater Slicks,
Moss Icon,
Popol Vuh,
LL Cool J,
The New Christs,
The Vogues,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flipper,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Wyatt,
Gabor Szabo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Teasers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Buckinghams,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cluster,
Delta 5,
Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neu!,
Wasted Youth,
Cybotron,
The Invisible,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.