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 Cambodia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Michael McDonald 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 Spoonie Gee to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fall,
Gang Green,
Skriet,
Bush Tetras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
The Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
Graham Central Station,
Ituana,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Happenings,
Yellowson,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boredoms,
Panda Bear,
The Toasters,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick May,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Guru Guru,
Fifty Foot Hose,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rapeman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brothers Johnson,
Cameo,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alison Limerick,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fugs,
Quadrant,
Gastr Del Sol,
Magma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABBA,
X-102,
Marine Girls,
Moss Icon,
Fugazi,
Spoonie Gee,
Vladislav Delay,
Mandrill,
Wings,
Soft Cell,
Aswad,
10cc,
Outsiders,
Ronnie Foster,
Archie Shepp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.