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 Taiwan and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Idris Muhammad to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Litter,
Trumans Water,
These Immortal Souls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxy Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Parry Music,
Pere Ubu,
Alphaville,
Brothers Johnson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Massinfluence,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bauhaus,
Moby Grape,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
Don Cherry,
Simply Red,
Aswad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Man Parrish,
Interpol,
Pharoah Sanders,
Accadde A,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
Khruangbin,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skriet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eve St. Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Buzzcocks,
New York Dolls,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
Silicon Teens,
Boz Scaggs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Starr,
Half Japanese,
Mantronix,
Unwound,
La Düsseldorf,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.