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 Gambia and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 guitar 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 Barry Ungar to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Eden Ahbez,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Young Marble Giants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marmalade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Junior Murvin,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kurtis Blow,
Alison Limerick,
The Kinks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stetsasonic,
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crispy Ambulance,
Albert Ayler,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Pus,
Harmonia,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
Tres Demented,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Music Machine,
Skriet,
the Slits,
Joe Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Mr. Review,
Mad Mike,
Fluxion,
Zapp,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
The Motions,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blake Baxter,
Black Flag,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Residents,
the Bar-Kays,
Glambeats Corp.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.