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 Netherlands and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Busters,
Bush Tetras,
Franke,
Don Cherry,
Delta 5,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lindisfarne,
Trumans Water,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kurtis Blow,
the Association,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Maleditus Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Move,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul II Soul,
Letta Mbulu,
Organ,
The Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Moon,
Wally Richardson,
AZ,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alison Limerick,
Sarah Menescal,
cv313,
The Zeros,
Ice-T,
Minnie Riperton,
Arthur Verocai,
Dennis Brown,
Babytalk,
Lebanon Hanover,
K-Klass,
The Dirtbombs,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gun Club,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
John Lydon,
The New Christs,
Reagan Youth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jeff Lynne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moebius,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Matthew Bourne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Television,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.