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 Japan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 L. Decosne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
Niagra,
Arcadia,
Sällskapet,
Crash Course in Science,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Christie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sandy B,
Nils Olav,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Golliwogs,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Lynne,
Kurtis Blow,
Nik Kershaw,
Howard Jones,
Rosa Yemen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
L. Decosne,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
Cheater Slicks,
The Victims,
Bobby Sherman,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
The Fire Engines,
Banda Bassotti,
Kas Product,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
R.M.O.,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.