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 Algeria and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 One Last Wish to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Letta Mbulu,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pop Group,
DJ Style,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Golliwogs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ken Boothe,
Can,
Joensuu 1685,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Flag,
The Seeds,
June Days,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Don Cherry,
Pylon,
Donald Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moleskins,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gichy Dan,
The United States of America,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Finger,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
Morten Harket,
Ituana,
Rekid,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Last Poets,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Radio Birdman,
Black Bananas,
The Divine Comedy,
Sex Pistols,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
Ornette Coleman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Clear Light,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.