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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Lakeside to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Camouflage,
Arcadia,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultra Naté,
Basic Channel,
Liliput,
Skriet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Josef K,
The Velvet Underground,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sight & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeff Lynne,
Jandek,
Ludus,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
Lou Christie,
Amazonics,
Funky Four + One,
The Neon Judgement,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare,
Eli Mardock,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Interpol,
Marmalade,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jacques Brel,
Anthony Braxton,
Danielle Patucci,
The Invisible,
Don Cherry,
Graham Central Station,
CMW,
The Searchers,
The Knickerbockers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Franke,
The Associates,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cowsills,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.