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 Philippines and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flipper to the grime 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
CMW,
The Skatalites,
Subhumans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Knickerbockers,
The Count Five,
Desert Stars,
The Busters,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gichy Dan,
Mars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Negative Approach,
The Stooges,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacob Miller,
B.T. Express,
Ituana,
Blancmange,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Quadrant,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Rites of Spring,
Moebius,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Arthur Verocai,
Bush Tetras,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yazoo,
Symarip,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
Japan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Easy Going,
The Blackbyrds,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.