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 Botswana and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Technova,
the Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fugazi,
Ultravox,
Fatback Band,
kango's stein massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
A Certain Ratio,
This Heat,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
LL Cool J,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bill Near,
Bronski Beat,
The Motions,
Unrelated Segments,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
Babytalk,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
World's Most,
Gang Starr,
Glenn Branca,
Fluxion,
June Days,
Audionom,
Porter Ricks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
Brothers Johnson,
Interpol,
Howard Jones,
Robert Görl,
Mandrill,
Eric Dolphy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-102,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jeru the Damaja,
Slick Rick,
The Pretty Things,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brand Nubian,
The Searchers,
John Lydon,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.