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 Zimbabwe and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown 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?
Girls At Our Best!,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Smiths,
Cheater Slicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
June Days,
Roy Ayers,
One Last Wish,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Busters,
X-101,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scrapy,
The Fuzztones,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Von Mondo,
Idris Muhammad,
Scientists,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Black Dice,
Deakin,
Lou Reed,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
CMW,
Flash Fearless,
Saccharine Trust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Womack,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cowsills,
Charles Mingus,
Sparks,
The Durutti Column,
Man Eating Sloth,
Simply Red,
Main Source,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Connie Case,
Mantronix,
New York Dolls,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.