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 Samoa and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Normal to the grime 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Zero Boys,
The Birthday Party,
The Monks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Masters at Work,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Bourne,
Sandy B,
Eli Mardock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angry Samoans,
Excepter,
The Golliwogs,
The Dead C,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Man Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Bluetip,
Boz Scaggs,
Pagans,
Skarface,
Byron Stingily,
the Germs,
Japan,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barrington Levy,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Grey Daturas,
The Smoke,
Black Sheep,
UT,
Robert Wyatt,
Organ,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
The Count Five,
Procol Harum,
Massinfluence,
The Happenings,
Michelle Simonal,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sarah Menescal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Kinks,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.