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 Qatar and from Calgary.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 K-Klass to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
The Cramps,
Janne Schatter,
Simply Red,
Eli Mardock,
Joe Finger,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Altered Images,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Adolescents,
Mo-Dettes,
KRS-One,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Buzzcocks,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
The Last Poets,
The Mojo Men,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Lynne,
Grauzone,
Yellowson,
Man Parrish,
Electric Prunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Y Pants,
the Association,
China Crisis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eddi Front,
Gang of Four,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cybotron,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
Spoonie Gee,
Graham Central Station,
D'Angelo,
Eden Ahbez,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker,
The Gap Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Raincoats,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moody Blues,
The Red Krayola,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hoover,
Ice-T,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fad Gadget,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.