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 Armenia and from Edmonton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tubeway Army 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Lydon,
Sound Behaviour,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
Sunsets and Hearts,
L. Decosne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Unwound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Byrd,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
In Retrospect,
The Toasters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Halsall,
Tubeway Army,
Moby Grape,
Fatback Band,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Massinfluence,
Sam Rivers,
Lightning Bolt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aloha Tigers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Black Moon,
Todd Rundgren,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neu!,
Alison Limerick,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crime,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dennis Brown,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harmonia,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.