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 South Sudan and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 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 Absolute Body Control to the techno 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Scan 7,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick May,
Vainqueur,
New Order,
Ice-T,
Crime,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Whodini,
Cluster,
The Move,
Gabor Szabo,
PIL,
DJ Style,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bad Manners,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Buzzcocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Make Up,
Barbara Tucker,
Intrusion,
Metal Thangz,
Marmalade,
Rites of Spring,
Sonic Youth,
Little Man,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Colin Newman,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deepchord,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
R.M.O.,
The Cure,
Bobbi Humphrey,
China Crisis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Al Stewart,
Kayak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quantec,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barry Ungar,
Brand Nubian,
Con Funk Shun,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.