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 Niger and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord 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 Heaven 17 to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Lakeside,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mark Hollis,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
Cymande,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Hood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Charles Mingus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Boogie Down Productions,
10cc,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Grauzone,
Alphaville,
ABBA,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
H. Thieme,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deakin,
The Last Poets,
The Young Rascals,
Flamin' Groovies,
Shoche,
Severed Heads,
Inner City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pet Shop Boys,
Animal Collective,
Scientists,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.