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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Flipper to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
The United States of America,
Japan,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Osbourne,
Toni Rubio,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
Ken Boothe,
Joe Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Reagan Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cameo,
Newcleus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Television Personalities,
Slave,
Lightning Bolt,
Amazonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Agitation Free,
Quadrant,
Donald Byrd,
John Coltrane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Inner City,
Goldenarms,
Derrick May,
T.S.O.L.,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Womack,
Cybotron,
Neu!,
Scott Walker,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lindisfarne,
Magazine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Danielle Patucci,
UT,
Yaz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Selecter,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
MDC,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.