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 Grenada and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 World's Most to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barry Ungar,
Ossler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
The Techniques,
Gabor Szabo,
Crash Course in Science,
Lou Christie,
Matthew Bourne,
Slave,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slits,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Q and Not U,
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
Black Sheep,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
The Last Poets,
Pussy Galore,
Gang of Four,
The Litter,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
the Soft Cell,
Davy DMX,
Fad Gadget,
Shuggie Otis,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marmalade,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
Brand Nubian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Ponytail,
Anakelly,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Victims,
Pharoah Sanders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sugar Minott,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.