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 Bangladesh and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Crooked Eye to the grunge 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Graham Central Station,
10cc,
PIL,
Depeche Mode,
Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erasure,
The Cramps,
Sex Pistols,
KRS-One,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faust,
Brick,
Von Mondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
48th St. Collective,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
Underground Resistance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick May,
Wasted Youth,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Lydon,
UT,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Young Rascals,
B.T. Express,
The Tremeloes,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rotary Connection,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joensuu 1685,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pagans,
Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
The Monks,
Joy Division,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gabor Szabo,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.