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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Human League to the rap 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
David McCallum,
The Music Machine,
Talk Talk,
Howard Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delta 5,
Blancmange,
Fad Gadget,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
The Young Rascals,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultra Naté,
The Black Dice,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stiv Bators,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Byron Stingily,
Sällskapet,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
Dennis Brown,
The Skatalites,
Don Cherry,
In Retrospect,
Junior Murvin,
Bang On A Can,
Silicon Teens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Byrd,
Kenny Larkin,
Reagan Youth,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
a-ha,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anakelly,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.