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 South Sudan and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scrapy to the grime 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Sparks,
Soul II Soul,
Maurizio,
Ken Boothe,
Kas Product,
Nils Olav,
Surgeon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nico,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick Morgan,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
MDC,
Dorothy Ashby,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minnie Riperton,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
Byron Stingily,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hardrive,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
The Dirtbombs,
Silicon Teens,
The Litter,
Bill Wells,
Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sam Rivers,
Albert Ayler,
Idris Muhammad,
Kerrie Biddell,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dead Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joy Division,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Malaria!,
Traffic Nightmare,
K-Klass,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.