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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rap 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Make Up,
Kerrie Biddell,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pere Ubu,
Underground Resistance,
Vainqueur,
Warren Ellis,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
Essential Logic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
Dark Day,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Lower 48,
Magazine,
Flipper,
The Sonics,
Bush Tetras,
The Doobie Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Lucky Dragons,
Man Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
The Dirtbombs,
DJ Sneak,
Terrestrial Tones,
June Days,
Rekid,
Goldenarms,
Deakin,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
Can,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
F. McDonald,
Gang Gang Dance,
Metal Thangz,
The Cure,
Dual Sessions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
the Human League,
Hardrive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Oneida,
The Sisters of Mercy,
U.S. Maple,
Bill Near,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ten City,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.