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 Thailand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 Aloha Tigers to the rap 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Suicide,
Visage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
Babytalk,
Livin' Joy,
Davy DMX,
Lyres,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Techniques,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
The Star Department,
Terry Callier,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Pagans,
Moebius,
Dead Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Camberwell Now,
Sight & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Black Flag,
James White and The Blacks,
Young Marble Giants,
Anakelly,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yaz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fuzztones,
Mantronix,
Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Görl,
Monks,
Youth Brigade,
Cecil Taylor,
Faraquet,
Schoolly D,
Franke,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.