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 Malawi and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grunge 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
David Bowie,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Flag,
Inner City,
UT,
Fatback Band,
Surgeon,
Kenny Larkin,
The Gories,
Warren Ellis,
John Cale,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fire Engines,
Unwound,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Adolescents,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Kas Product,
Girls At Our Best!,
Delta 5,
Man Parrish,
Crash Course in Science,
Grey Daturas,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
48th St. Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Intrusion,
Gang of Four,
The Busters,
The Knickerbockers,
James White and The Blacks,
Susan Cadogan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scrapy,
Royal Trux,
Slave,
The Litter,
Smog,
Desert Stars,
R.M.O.,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.