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 Turkmenistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 Sexual Harrassment to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Guru Guru,
Frankie Knuckles,
Heaven 17,
Kerri Chandler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
The Names,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anthony Braxton,
Stetsasonic,
Mad Mike,
Peter & Gordon,
Erasure,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Wake,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glenn Branca,
Marcia Griffiths,
KRS-One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
Ronan,
Shoche,
Howard Jones,
Rites of Spring,
OOIOO,
The Cure,
Charles Mingus,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boredoms,
Ituana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
The Index,
The Happenings,
Alice Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Liliput,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Style,
Bauhaus,
Sandy B,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grey Daturas,
Mo-Dettes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Urselle,
Sarah Menescal,
Nico,
Eve St. Jones,
Anakelly,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.