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 Dominica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Popol Vuh to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gap Band,
Blossom Toes,
Saccharine Trust,
Section 25,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-101,
Public Enemy,
Sex Pistols,
Massinfluence,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New York Dolls,
Ten City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rites of Spring,
Animal Collective,
Junior Murvin,
Aloha Tigers,
Prince Buster,
John Coltrane,
Rhythm & Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
JFA,
Spandau Ballet,
Zapp,
Moebius,
John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
Marvin Gaye,
Minnie Riperton,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
The Birthday Party,
Pagans,
the Normal,
UT,
Roy Ayers,
The Grass Roots,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Sparks,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.