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 Ghana and from Columbus.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 AZ to the punk 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Anakelly,
Sonic Youth,
Altered Images,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Archie Shepp,
Sam Rivers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Youth Brigade,
Goldenarms,
Wings,
Intrusion,
Q65,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moss Icon,
Brand Nubian,
The Vogues,
The Fortunes,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
David McCallum,
Minnie Riperton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Infiniti,
The Martian,
The Monks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bill Wells,
James White and The Blacks,
EPMD,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glenn Branca,
Babytalk,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Smooth,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Sister Nancy,
Clear Light,
Brick,
Con Funk Shun,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gun Club,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
Suicide,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.