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 Paraguay and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Trumans Water,
Marc Almond,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fortunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Bananas,
Wire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacques Brel,
Soft Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
The Neon Judgement,
the Association,
Shoche,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Rakim,
World's Most,
Glenn Branca,
Minnie Riperton,
cv313,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Niagra,
Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Sheep,
UT,
Sixth Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Suburban Knight,
Howard Jones,
Mission of Burma,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anthony Braxton,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
Accadde A,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cal Tjader,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.