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 Andorra and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 Bobby Womack to the jazz 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground 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 '70s 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 Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Flag,
L. Decosne,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Remains,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eurythmics,
Model 500,
Sam Rivers,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
48th St. Collective,
Carl Craig,
Quando Quango,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rapeman,
The Selecter,
A Certain Ratio,
Albert Ayler,
Q65,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Eric Copeland,
Excepter,
Q and Not U,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Fugazi,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Near,
Roxy Music,
Henry Cow,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
Saccharine Trust,
Nils Olav,
Jacques Brel,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
Metal Thangz,
Parry Music,
Altered Images,
Aloha Tigers,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
The J.B.'s,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.