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 London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 Simply Red to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Blues Magoos,
Marcia Griffiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
Lucky Dragons,
Rod Modell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
Black Pus,
Lungfish,
Isaac Hayes,
Fluxion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Metal Thangz,
Vainqueur,
Patti Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Absolute Body Control,
Harry Pussy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marmalade,
Joy Division,
Todd Terry,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Five Americans,
The Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
cv313,
Porter Ricks,
Barbara Tucker,
Juan Atkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Main Source,
Matthew Bourne,
Deakin,
Radiohead,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun City Girls,
Groovy Waters,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Skaos,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.