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 Macedonia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Eurythmics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Gories,
F. McDonald,
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Rites of Spring,
Barry Ungar,
Pharoah Sanders,
Amon Düül,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Buckinghams,
The Litter,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick May,
Visage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spandau Ballet,
Dual Sessions,
Sandy B,
Lungfish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter & Gordon,
Boz Scaggs,
Deakin,
Cybotron,
Agitation Free,
Boredoms,
Man Parrish,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
Bluetip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Subhumans,
Bobby Byrd,
The Music Machine,
The Cure,
Easy Going,
Dorothy Ashby,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Machine,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Bronski Beat,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Faust,
Leonard Cohen,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Detroit Cobras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.