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 Tunisia and from London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the rock 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
John Foxx,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Simply Red,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Roy Ayers,
Yellowson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Residents,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brand Nubian,
The Raincoats,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
The Tremeloes,
Steve Hackett,
Radio Birdman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scion,
Mantronix,
Morten Harket,
Khruangbin,
Ludus,
Sister Nancy,
Mandrill,
Slave,
The Doors,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Outsiders,
Spandau Ballet,
The Associates,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reagan Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
The Birthday Party,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
The Smiths,
Mr. Review,
Cybotron,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
Banda Bassotti,
OOIOO,
Groovy Waters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.