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 Moldova and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Slave to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacques Brel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
Panda Bear,
David Bowie,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Velvet Underground,
Iggy Pop,
Sun Ra,
The Moleskins,
The Barracudas,
Archie Shepp,
Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Kurtis Blow,
The Last Poets,
The J.B.'s,
Black Pus,
10cc,
Radio Birdman,
Sister Nancy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Amon Düül,
Brass Construction,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Piero Umiliani,
Circle Jerks,
Unwound,
Half Japanese,
Angry Samoans,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
Tomorrow,
Supertramp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Das Ding,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brick,
Thee Headcoats,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Hood,
Grey Daturas,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.