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 Tanzania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Accadde A,
James White and The Blacks,
The Buckinghams,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
The Smoke,
The Neon Judgement,
Godley & Creme,
Lindisfarne,
ABBA,
Goldenarms,
The Knickerbockers,
Fatback Band,
The Fall,
The Blackbyrds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skaos,
the Human League,
John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nils Olav,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Whodini,
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Freddie Wadling,
Y Pants,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yaz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
Patti Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
PIL,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barry Ungar,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Groovy Waters,
Brand Nubian,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
L. Decosne,
Aloha Tigers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fad Gadget,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.