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 Bhutan and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Sneak,
Aloha Tigers,
Nick Fraelich,
Nirvana,
The Gories,
Shoche,
Rekid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Brass Construction,
Black Sheep,
Drexciya,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeff Lynne,
Alison Limerick,
Funky Four + One,
Model 500,
L. Decosne,
The Techniques,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
Kerri Chandler,
Barrington Levy,
Warren Ellis,
Barry Ungar,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
The Black Dice,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
The New Christs,
Camouflage,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joensuu 1685,
Motorama,
Eli Mardock,
Crooked Eye,
Pere Ubu,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Görl,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Kurtis Blow,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dead Boys,
Flipper,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.