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 Jordan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Davy DMX to the techno 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Deepchord,
Derrick May,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MDC,
DNA,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
Black Pus,
Tres Demented,
Joy Division,
Erasure,
The Five Americans,
Dennis Brown,
Josef K,
The J.B.'s,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sister Nancy,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brand Nubian,
Angry Samoans,
Connie Case,
Neu!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Talk Talk,
the Slits,
The Blues Magoos,
Smog,
The Last Poets,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani,
Robert Görl,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dave Gahan,
Bluetip,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
The Busters,
The Pretty Things,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Second Layer,
World's Most,
The Cure,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
The Leaves,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.