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 Grenada and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Michelle Simonal to the jazz 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Archie Shepp,
The Offenders,
Circle Jerks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moody Blues,
Goldenarms,
The Techniques,
The Five Americans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Surgeon,
Eddi Front,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Order,
Mantronix,
Average White Band,
Dead Boys,
MC5,
Wire,
Neil Young,
Barbara Tucker,
Traffic Nightmare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
Agent Orange,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Little Man,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fatback Band,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
H. Thieme,
Joensuu 1685,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Warsaw,
Minutemen,
The Electric Prunes,
Kayak,
48th St. Collective,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Sight & Sound,
The Vogues,
Lindisfarne,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
Minor Threat,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Walker Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.