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 Samoa and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Brick to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
LL Cool J,
The Vogues,
T. Rex,
Infiniti,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Magazine,
Country Teasers,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
Black Pus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camouflage,
Lungfish,
Hasil Adkins,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
The Red Krayola,
The Smoke,
Siglo XX,
The Skatalites,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Womack,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Malaria!,
Neu!,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Bootsy Collins,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
The Victims,
Make Up,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mad Mike,
The Gap Band,
Inner City,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Misunderstood,
John Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scion,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drive Like Jehu,
David Bowie,
Metal Thangz,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
Janne Schatter,
The Last Poets,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.