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 Israel and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Agitation Free,
Mr. Review,
Mars,
Sparks,
James White and The Blacks,
MDC,
Maleditus Sound,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
H. Thieme,
Bob Dylan,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
L. Decosne,
Symarip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Slick Rick,
Dead Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Albert Ayler,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Skaos,
Lungfish,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
A Certain Ratio,
Ten City,
the Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
Robert Wyatt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Barracudas,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
Tomorrow,
Liliput,
Soft Cell,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
Organ,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bronski Beat,
Aaron Thompson,
Can,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Parry Music,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Normal,
Oblivians,
Youth Brigade,
Radio Birdman,
Magazine,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Neon Judgement,
OOIOO,
kango's stein massive,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.