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 Japan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moleskins to the disco 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swans,
Amazonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camberwell Now,
Zapp,
Pere Ubu,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Busters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Bar-Kays,
New Age Steppers,
the Soft Cell,
The Leaves,
The Misunderstood,
Pulsallama,
Derrick May,
Niagra,
Flash Fearless,
Mantronix,
Max Romeo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Archie Shepp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mojo Men,
Leonard Cohen,
Ponytail,
The Smiths,
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
Freddie Wadling,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Idris Muhammad,
Quadrant,
Cameo,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Almond,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Sherman,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.