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 Malaysia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 Tears for Fears to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Maurizio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
Negative Approach,
Make Up,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
Anakelly,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Lynne,
Khruangbin,
Cymande,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Warren Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
Lightning Bolt,
CMW,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
Television,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare,
Black Sheep,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Moss Icon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Agitation Free,
Delta 5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young,
Reagan Youth,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Mills,
Magma,
The Misunderstood,
Fluxion,
The Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
Desert Stars,
Gang Green,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Royal Trux,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.