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 Tuvalu and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Matthew Halsall to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wings,
Magma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dual Sessions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Idris Muhammad,
Lalo Schifrin,
Desert Stars,
Suburban Knight,
Fat Boys,
Arab on Radar,
New Order,
Malaria!,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
Agitation Free,
The Golliwogs,
John Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
Index,
Infiniti,
DJ Style,
Gang of Four,
Excepter,
Ultravox,
Bobby Womack,
Visage,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
Connie Case,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo,
June Days,
Yaz,
Public Enemy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fluxion,
ABBA,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Trumans Water,
Lalann,
Little Man,
Arthur Verocai,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stetsasonic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Buzzcocks,
Rekid,
Ultra Naté,
Nirvana,
The Techniques,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.