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 Papua New Guinea and from Beijing.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Funky Four + One to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Theoretical Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dual Sessions,
Scrapy,
Moby Grape,
Faust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Index,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eurythmics,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
T. Rex,
Boz Scaggs,
Pole,
Ornette Coleman,
The Angels of Light,
Minnie Riperton,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Zapp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-101,
Essential Logic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
Vainqueur,
EPMD,
Cecil Taylor,
Yellowson,
The Residents,
Man Parrish,
One Last Wish,
the Bar-Kays,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doors,
Moebius,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
UT,
John Lydon,
Gabor Szabo,
Reuben Wilson,
Excepter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy Collins,
Altered Images,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Althea and Donna,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.