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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 Spoonie Gee to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kerrie Biddell,
Basic Channel,
Surgeon,
Inner City,
Crime,
John Lydon,
Iggy Pop,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Buzzcocks,
The Young Rascals,
The Happenings,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Searchers,
Sixth Finger,
Jacques Brel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABC,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Busters,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
Soulsonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Black Dice,
Suicide,
Stereo Dub,
Nirvana,
A Certain Ratio,
Max Romeo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Franke,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Real Kids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.