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 Bangladesh and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Yellowson 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Josef K,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pere Ubu,
Mission of Burma,
The J.B.'s,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Easy Going,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Sällskapet,
Crooked Eye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Morten Harket,
Robert Wyatt,
Can,
Delta 5,
The Index,
Panda Bear,
Tres Demented,
Derrick Morgan,
Ice-T,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fad Gadget,
Thee Headcoats,
Patti Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Interpol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Supertramp,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
FM Einheit,
Roger Hodgson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Quando Quango,
Pussy Galore,
T. Rex,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The New Christs,
Robert Hood,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Human League,
Inner City,
Traffic Nightmare,
David Axelrod,
Don Cherry,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
Cal Tjader,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.