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 Uganda and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Joyce Sims to the crunk 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Quadrant,
The Grass Roots,
Los Fastidios,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Toasters,
The Divine Comedy,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Alarm Clocks,
Loose Ends,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Terry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
R.M.O.,
Desert Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-101,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
Eve St. Jones,
Lungfish,
Pere Ubu,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Prunes,
Smog,
Radiohead,
Joe Finger,
Marmalade,
Fad Gadget,
Jawbox,
Bang On A Can,
Silicon Teens,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flash Fearless,
The Shadows of Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
Animal Collective,
Yellowson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
Donald Byrd,
The Busters,
Mandrill,
Goldenarms,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings,
Sun Ra,
The Standells,
Glambeats Corp.,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.