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 East Timor and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the crunk 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Maurizio,
Slick Rick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Happenings,
The Golliwogs,
The Leaves,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cecil Taylor,
Hardrive,
One Last Wish,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slits,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mo-Dettes,
Y Pants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gang Starr,
Neu!,
The Techniques,
In Retrospect,
China Crisis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gabor Szabo,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Franke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eurythmics,
A Certain Ratio,
the Association,
Camberwell Now,
Con Funk Shun,
The Kinks,
The Black Dice,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Trojans,
Junior Murvin,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Warsaw,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Organ,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
Symarip,
The Moleskins,
Radio Birdman,
The Martian,
The Smoke,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.