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 Ukraine and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Model 500,
Pussy Galore,
Amazonics,
Television Personalities,
Marvin Gaye,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
The Associates,
FM Einheit,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Von Mondo,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
Brothers Johnson,
Blake Baxter,
Roxette,
Derrick Morgan,
Wire,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tears for Fears,
The Grass Roots,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Slits,
The Remains,
The Buckinghams,
The Zeros,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Smooth,
Lucky Dragons,
Vainqueur,
Zapp,
Crooked Eye,
The Fuzztones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barry Ungar,
Dead Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
Moss Icon,
The Dead C,
Black Moon,
Severed Heads,
Animal Collective,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
Connie Case,
The Victims,
The Trojans,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.