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 Cameroon and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Alison Limerick to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Neon Judgement,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Near,
Ohio Players,
Sight & Sound,
World's Most,
In Retrospect,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Smog,
Quando Quango,
Johnny Osbourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
Whodini,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
X-Ray Spex,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Green,
Anthony Braxton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ituana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Maurizio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
Kenny Larkin,
The Residents,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
Al Stewart,
Sixth Finger,
The Detroit Cobras,
Glenn Branca,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
X-102,
Technova,
10cc,
Sun Ra,
Colin Newman,
Pagans,
Quadrant,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.