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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronnie Foster to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
The Doors,
The Pop Group,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gories,
Ronan,
The Motions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Seeds,
Guru Guru,
The New Christs,
Donald Byrd,
The Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
Chrome,
Talk Talk,
Derrick May,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Second Layer,
Jacob Miller,
Bill Near,
Brick,
Fluxion,
David Bowie,
The Litter,
Brothers Johnson,
The Buckinghams,
The Blackbyrds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
T.S.O.L.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Slits,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
Aloha Tigers,
Reagan Youth,
Massinfluence,
Visage,
Excepter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fat Boys,
Colin Newman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
EPMD,
Motorama,
Al Stewart,
Idris Muhammad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Tim Buckley,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.