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 Morocco and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
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 harpsichord 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 Smog to the disco 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Henry Cow,
Cybotron,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
Half Japanese,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Freddie Wadling,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DJ Style,
Q65,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
Camouflage,
The Vogues,
Flipper,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang of Four,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
KRS-One,
Stiv Bators,
Rotary Connection,
One Last Wish,
Sixth Finger,
Kas Product,
Bill Near,
Susan Cadogan,
JFA,
The Star Department,
Main Source,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare,
Brass Construction,
Rapeman,
Jerry's Kids,
Juan Atkins,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Maurizio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rites of Spring,
Grauzone,
Derrick May,
UT,
The Saints,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Moby Grape,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.