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 Tonga and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
The Buckinghams,
Kerri Chandler,
Radio Birdman,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Real Kids,
Josef K,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlback,
World's Most,
Bobby Womack,
Ronan,
Gang Green,
Nils Olav,
R.M.O.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Banda Bassotti,
Pussy Galore,
Althea and Donna,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Amon Düül II,
Flash Fearless,
Cecil Taylor,
ABC,
Saccharine Trust,
The Moleskins,
Bad Manners,
Can,
Nik Kershaw,
The New Christs,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Letta Mbulu,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Black Dice,
T.S.O.L.,
Bang On A Can,
Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Sparks,
Lakeside,
Arcadia,
Kayak,
Basic Channel,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
La Düsseldorf,
T. Rex,
Suicide,
The Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.