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 Panama and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the funk 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Steve Hackett,
Deakin,
The Velvet Underground,
This Heat,
Oneida,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bluetip,
The Toasters,
Bush Tetras,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brick,
Altered Images,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Mills,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Count Five,
DJ Sneak,
Scientists,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Index,
Underground Resistance,
T.S.O.L.,
Susan Cadogan,
Babytalk,
Soulsonic Force,
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
Matthew Bourne,
Soft Cell,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Throbbing Gristle,
Charles Mingus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Tomorrow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Loose Ends,
Little Man,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.