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 Korea North and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bronski Beat to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Deepchord,
Darondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Juan Atkins,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra,
Mission of Burma,
Kayak,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Rakim,
Kas Product,
Panda Bear,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
The Black Dice,
Unwound,
The Gladiators,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings,
Fugazi,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Suicide,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cluster,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Starr,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
Model 500,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dark Day,
Alison Limerick,
The Busters,
The Evens,
Gichy Dan,
Parry Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.