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 Romania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Robert Palmer 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 Soft Cell 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
The Cure,
Camouflage,
K-Klass,
Saccharine Trust,
Unwound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
The Dead C,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris & Cosey,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Henry Cow,
Rufus Thomas,
Mars,
Sam Rivers,
Technova,
Fear,
Audionom,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New York Dolls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
B.T. Express,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Dual Sessions,
Spandau Ballet,
Arcadia,
Banda Bassotti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultravox,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scientists,
Avey Tare,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.