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 Austria and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Howard Jones to the funk 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lee Hazlewood,
U.S. Maple,
June of 44,
Johnny Clarke,
Toni Rubio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Faraquet,
Skarface,
The Human League,
The Techniques,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Nico,
Magma,
Bill Near,
Chris Corsano,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marmalade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül II,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Icehouse,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
The Fuzztones,
Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pagans,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
Youth Brigade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Associates,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Symarip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young,
Altered Images,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Donny Hathaway,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.