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 Guyana and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Derrick May to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Delta 5,
Swell Maps,
The Golliwogs,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
Junior Murvin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Infiniti,
Nick Fraelich,
The New Christs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultravox,
The Saints,
Man Eating Sloth,
Japan,
Davy DMX,
Colin Newman,
Thee Headcoats,
Magma,
The Gun Club,
Boredoms,
Gang of Four,
Fela Kuti,
Donald Byrd,
Prince Buster,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Slits,
Joy Division,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cal Tjader,
Outsiders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The United States of America,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Grass Roots,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Standells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxy Music,
Kenny Larkin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Toasters,
Minutemen,
JFA,
Drexciya,
Grauzone,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
Procol Harum,
Marvin Gaye,
La Düsseldorf,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wolf Eyes,
The Misunderstood,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.