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 Austria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the rap 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
ABBA,
Zapp,
Malaria!,
the Bar-Kays,
Albert Ayler,
Yaz,
The Raincoats,
Grauzone,
The Gun Club,
Intrusion,
DNA,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
Animal Collective,
Panda Bear,
Ponytail,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
Magma,
Nik Kershaw,
The United States of America,
ABC,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
K-Klass,
The Black Dice,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
World's Most,
Pole,
Anakelly,
Gang Starr,
Audionom,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
The Divine Comedy,
F. McDonald,
Jacques Brel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
Nils Olav,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Magazine,
Cluster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.