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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sugar Minott to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
The Fortunes,
Audionom,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slackers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick May,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Althea and Donna,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Model 500,
Yazoo,
Livin' Joy,
Urselle,
Mars,
Sound Behaviour,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
Spandau Ballet,
Jacob Miller,
The Mojo Men,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Halsall,
Charles Mingus,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Connie Case,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
David McCallum,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun Ra,
Scrapy,
the Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fela Kuti,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cramps,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Normal,
Ken Boothe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fluxion,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bad Manners,
Janne Schatter,
Danielle Patucci,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.