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 Nauru and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Smoke 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roxette,
Lindisfarne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Hashim,
Icehouse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monks,
The Motions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Grass Roots,
Jerry's Kids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shoche,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dead Boys,
ABC,
Robert Görl,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Main Source,
The Toasters,
Faust,
Crash Course in Science,
Jacob Miller,
Minny Pops,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
Connie Case,
Pet Shop Boys,
Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABBA,
Massinfluence,
Steve Hackett,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
Pantaleimon,
Gabor Szabo,
Arab on Radar,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
L. Decosne,
the Slits,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
Ronnie Foster,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.