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 Mongolia and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Eric Dolphy to the jazz 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
cv313,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thee Headcoats,
Yellowson,
Cluster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Near,
The Red Krayola,
Lindisfarne,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Duran Duran,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra,
Connie Case,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
La Düsseldorf,
Godley & Creme,
Susan Cadogan,
The Golliwogs,
Nils Olav,
Joey Negro,
Black Moon,
Agent Orange,
The Monochrome Set,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scrapy,
ABBA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moby Grape,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed,
Tomorrow,
Brick,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
The J.B.'s,
Surgeon,
Slick Rick,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drexciya,
Leonard Cohen,
Albert Ayler,
The Standells,
Excepter,
Guru Guru,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.