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 Uganda and from Lyon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Grey Daturas,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Five Americans,
The Victims,
Aural Exciters,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
Kaleidoscope,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
Angry Samoans,
Moebius,
the Germs,
Eli Mardock,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dennis Brown,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Black Dice,
Los Fastidios,
the Bar-Kays,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Procol Harum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
Peter and Kerry,
Roy Ayers,
Cecil Taylor,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
48th St. Collective,
Audionom,
Marcia Griffiths,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terry Callier,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erykah Badu,
Ohio Players,
Cymande,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.