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 Lithuania and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Robert Palmer 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 Marcia Griffiths to the jazz 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
David Axelrod,
Bill Wells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Franke,
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
The Smoke,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Star Department,
Icehouse,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Von Mondo,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
Mr. Review,
Spandau Ballet,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Shoche,
Whodini,
Amon Düül,
Monolake,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
Joensuu 1685,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
Boz Scaggs,
AZ,
Henry Cow,
Smog,
Talk Talk,
Amazonics,
John Coltrane,
Visage,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bob Dylan,
The Human League,
Sunsets and Hearts,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.