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 Uganda and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Associates to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Lou Christie,
Aloha Tigers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kevin Saunderson,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q65,
Basic Channel,
Jacques Brel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Funkadelic,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Five Americans,
Half Japanese,
Juan Atkins,
The Cowsills,
Godley & Creme,
The Trojans,
Second Layer,
LL Cool J,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
The Beau Brummels,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Germs,
Todd Rundgren,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marcia Griffiths,
FM Einheit,
Wire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Happenings,
The Sound,
Skaos,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fugazi,
The Tremeloes,
Warren Ellis,
Audionom,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scientists,
John Lydon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marmalade,
The Evens,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.