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 Benin and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 The Skatalites to the grime 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Sonics,
Amazonics,
Y Pants,
Stetsasonic,
Shoche,
James White and The Blacks,
Wolf Eyes,
Faraquet,
Symarip,
Sun Ra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nas,
The Associates,
Infiniti,
OOIOO,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anthony Braxton,
Blossom Toes,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Circle Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Goldenarms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reuben Wilson,
Blancmange,
Kenny Larkin,
Camouflage,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slave,
Trumans Water,
Camberwell Now,
Sight & Sound,
Second Layer,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Bourne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Niagra,
Alice Coltrane,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
China Crisis,
EPMD,
Neil Young,
MC5,
Motorama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Qualms,
Electric Prunes,
Ituana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.