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 Tunisia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Minny Pops to the grunge 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Newcleus,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Youth Brigade,
Pierre Henry,
Toni Rubio,
Wally Richardson,
Siglo XX,
Kurtis Blow,
Surgeon,
Nils Olav,
Steve Hackett,
Scientists,
Hardrive,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy Collins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Boredoms,
Unrelated Segments,
Pet Shop Boys,
cv313,
Don Cherry,
R.M.O.,
Bad Manners,
The Human League,
DJ Style,
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Gong,
Bauhaus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DNA,
Whodini,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marvin Gaye,
Jacques Brel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lindisfarne,
David Axelrod,
Duran Duran,
The Monochrome Set,
Cluster,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiohead,
Sixth Finger,
Simply Red,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Interpol,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delta 5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.