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 Congo 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
The Index,
Barrington Levy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Real Kids,
The Dirtbombs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scratch Acid,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nas,
OOIOO,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Von Mondo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Davy DMX,
Wasted Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Arab on Radar,
Visage,
The Gap Band,
Newcleus,
Los Fastidios,
The New Christs,
Junior Murvin,
Rapeman,
Eurythmics,
Oneida,
Moby Grape,
The Sonics,
Lou Christie,
Sixth Finger,
Roxette,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Moon,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
The Pop Group,
Todd Terry,
The Saints,
Black Sheep,
Hoover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Smoke,
Letta Mbulu,
Joe Finger,
Crooked Eye,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
The Count Five,
Gabor Szabo,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.