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 Kosovo and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Tremeloes to the grunge 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Chocolate Watch Band,
LL Cool J,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Knickerbockers,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
Faust,
John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Yellowson,
Masters at Work,
Marc Almond,
Agent Orange,
Aswad,
E-Dancer,
Fad Gadget,
Brand Nubian,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
The Associates,
The Martian,
Cheater Slicks,
The Kinks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monks,
Ludus,
Thompson Twins,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Style,
John Foxx,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
Althea and Donna,
Nico,
Aural Exciters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Pussy Galore,
Black Flag,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Wyatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerrie Biddell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Buzzcocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Schoolly D,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.