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 Ethiopia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Christie to the electroclash 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
Moss Icon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blake Baxter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Idris Muhammad,
The Pop Group,
Colin Newman,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Wells,
Buzzcocks,
Nas,
10cc,
Fugazi,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
The Zeros,
Charles Mingus,
The Move,
Bootsy Collins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
The Slackers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soulsonic Force,
Monolake,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
kango's stein massive,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
Television,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Suicide,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Terry,
John Foxx,
Marcia Griffiths,
Negative Approach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Near,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.