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 Mali and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Skaos 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fad Gadget,
MDC,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Rundgren,
Joey Negro,
Tomorrow,
Jandek,
Wasted Youth,
Patti Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visage,
Skriet,
Essential Logic,
Khruangbin,
Vladislav Delay,
Dark Day,
The Last Poets,
Arcadia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
The Techniques,
Symarip,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
Hoover,
Popol Vuh,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
The United States of America,
Fat Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
X-101,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Age Steppers,
In Retrospect,
Eli Mardock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Interpol,
ABC,
Grauzone,
Carl Craig,
Todd Terry,
The Fortunes,
Davy DMX,
Siglo XX,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.