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 Chile and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Birthday Party,
Moby Grape,
Niagra,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
The Martian,
Freddie Wadling,
Camberwell Now,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pylon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Erykah Badu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Depeche Mode,
Iggy Pop,
Nico,
The Techniques,
Underground Resistance,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minor Threat,
Little Man,
Chris & Cosey,
X-101,
Youth Brigade,
Popol Vuh,
Jerry's Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
Malaria!,
Ituana,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fear,
The Wake,
Icehouse,
Terrestrial Tones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Organ,
Bobby Sherman,
Half Japanese,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Arab on Radar,
Suicide,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Tomorrow,
X-102,
Anthony Braxton,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.