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 Jamaica and from Glasgow.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Eli Mardock to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Camouflage,
Niagra,
Echospace,
Black Flag,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
B.T. Express,
Lebanon Hanover,
Smog,
Sight & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
Procol Harum,
Oneida,
Amon Düül,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Silicon Teens,
Junior Murvin,
Ultra Naté,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Hood,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Arthur Verocai,
Negative Approach,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Interpol,
Aloha Tigers,
EPMD,
The Leaves,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unrelated Segments,
Nik Kershaw,
Donald Byrd,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dave Gahan,
Joe Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
Girls At Our Best!,
One Last Wish,
Moss Icon,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Misunderstood,
Eurythmics,
X-102,
Depeche Mode,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.