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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Inner City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Flag,
The Remains,
In Retrospect,
Terrestrial Tones,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cramps,
Sixth Finger,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Byrd,
Ohio Players,
Rufus Thomas,
The Litter,
The Fire Engines,
Sexual Harrassment,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Motions,
Pere Ubu,
Althea and Donna,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Womack,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bad Manners,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gladiators,
Kerri Chandler,
The Standells,
Yellowson,
The Divine Comedy,
the Bar-Kays,
MDC,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Tremeloes,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Mr. Review,
Sällskapet,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.