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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Drive Like Jehu,
KRS-One,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
Main Source,
Sonny Sharrock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
Chrome,
Nas,
Banda Bassotti,
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Alarm Clocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
H. Thieme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
Bizarre Inc.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Panda Bear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Slick Rick,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Association,
Cybotron,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Buzzcocks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Colin Newman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ludus,
In Retrospect,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
Bootsy Collins,
The Invisible,
Arcadia,
The Velvet Underground,
Circle Jerks,
R.M.O.,
Bill Wells,
Danielle Patucci,
Second Layer,
Porter Ricks,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
The Durutti Column,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mantronix,
Thee Headcoats,
Stetsasonic,
Joe Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Suicide,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.