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 Belize and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Cymande to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Ten City,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
The Mummies,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Nas,
Moss Icon,
Anthony Braxton,
Masters at Work,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Buzzcocks,
Byron Stingily,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra,
The Skatalites,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Janne Schatter,
The Offenders,
The Remains,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Vogues,
The Gladiators,
Au Pairs,
Carl Craig,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light,
Stetsasonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Mr. Review,
The New Christs,
Roxette,
T.S.O.L.,
Moby Grape,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fugazi,
Drexciya,
Minny Pops,
Delta 5,
Stiv Bators,
Deadbeat,
Rites of Spring,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.