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 Guinea-Bissau and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Malaria!,
Theoretical Girls,
Skaos,
Bootsy Collins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sonic Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Country Teasers,
Excepter,
The Trojans,
Sex Pistols,
The Busters,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
Desert Stars,
The Fuzztones,
Archie Shepp,
Alphaville,
The Martian,
Ituana,
the Slits,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
Gichy Dan,
The Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Pantytec,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
Half Japanese,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
The Star Department,
The Evens,
Dark Day,
Cluster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Subhumans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Funky Four + One,
Thee Headcoats,
Cybotron,
Terry Callier,
Junior Murvin,
Hoover,
Black Sheep,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.