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 Indonesia and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cramps to the techno 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
The Associates,
Moss Icon,
Maleditus Sound,
Quando Quango,
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Sherman,
the Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Teasers,
Pantaleimon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Babytalk,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick May,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
Interpol,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nico,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bob Dylan,
Crooked Eye,
Faust,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fugs,
Skarface,
Skriet,
The J.B.'s,
Barbara Tucker,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eyeless In Gaza,
10cc,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
Robert Hood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ohio Players,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Flag,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.