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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tomorrow to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Outsiders,
Aloha Tigers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Iggy Pop,
The Dead C,
Main Source,
Gong,
Y Pants,
Crash Course in Science,
Reuben Wilson,
Radio Birdman,
Fad Gadget,
Nik Kershaw,
Wolf Eyes,
Sun Ra,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
Panda Bear,
kango's stein massive,
Khruangbin,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Invisible,
Wasted Youth,
The Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erasure,
Rufus Thomas,
Livin' Joy,
Robert Wyatt,
Funkadelic,
Fela Kuti,
Joy Division,
Blancmange,
Todd Rundgren,
Easy Going,
David Bowie,
Cecil Taylor,
Sugar Minott,
Pantaleimon,
Monolake,
the Fania All-Stars,
Juan Atkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siglo XX,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Little Man,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sound,
Au Pairs,
The Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Sheep,
Bizarre Inc.,
Organ,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.