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 Singapore and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lille.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Blackbyrds 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Robert Hood,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jandek,
JFA,
Roger Hodgson,
The Standells,
Faust,
The Names,
Lakeside,
Scan 7,
The Angels of Light,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Godley & Creme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Golliwogs,
Charles Mingus,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Q65,
The United States of America,
Von Mondo,
Banda Bassotti,
Scrapy,
Vainqueur,
In Retrospect,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
The Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
Pagans,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
Fatback Band,
Aural Exciters,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Normal,
The Buckinghams,
Cecil Taylor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lightning Bolt,
The Skatalites,
The Dead C,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.