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 Macedonia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Boredoms to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Davy DMX,
Supertramp,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Smog,
Drexciya,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scientists,
Moss Icon,
10cc,
Negative Approach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
Roxy Music,
Anakelly,
Parry Music,
Peter and Kerry,
Second Layer,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
Hasil Adkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul II Soul,
Radiohead,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
Joey Negro,
Scrapy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Fugazi,
Faraquet,
The Fuzztones,
Cybotron,
The Fortunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
MC5,
Groovy Waters,
Brothers Johnson,
Reagan Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Q and Not U,
The Young Rascals,
Pagans,
Quadrant,
Derrick May,
Dennis Brown,
the Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Archie Shepp,
The Residents,
Dave Gahan,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Mission of Burma,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.