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 Norway and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sixth Finger to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
X-101,
Magma,
Heaven 17,
Erykah Badu,
The Saints,
The Cramps,
Aural Exciters,
Sonic Youth,
David McCallum,
Rites of Spring,
Angry Samoans,
David Axelrod,
Pylon,
Cymande,
Iggy Pop,
X-102,
Young Marble Giants,
Easy Going,
Connie Case,
The Real Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Talk Talk,
Index,
Danielle Patucci,
Janne Schatter,
T.S.O.L.,
Qualms,
Bizarre Inc.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Robert Hood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sixth Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Kurtis Blow,
Joe Finger,
Davy DMX,
H. Thieme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yazoo,
Whodini,
Gang Gang Dance,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Names,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rod Modell,
The Skatalites,
Pierre Henry,
Faraquet,
Cybotron,
Jacques Brel,
The Blackbyrds,
Agent Orange,
Chrome,
Tom Boy,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.