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 Lebanon and from Johannesburg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Ice-T to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Unrelated Segments,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Doors,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lungfish,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Rakim,
Maurizio,
The Saints,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Prince Buster,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Gang Starr,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Victims,
Half Japanese,
The Fire Engines,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
Roger Hodgson,
Clear Light,
Surgeon,
Scott Walker,
Donny Hathaway,
FM Einheit,
Charles Mingus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Music Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Holt,
Gabor Szabo,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.