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 Syria and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Carl Craig to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Juan Atkins,
Trumans Water,
Jacques Brel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Christie,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fela Kuti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wings,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Half Japanese,
Black Pus,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Urselle,
Gang Green,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dark Day,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
Harmonia,
The Remains,
Oblivians,
The Dirtbombs,
Q and Not U,
Marshall Jefferson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Can,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
Bluetip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Los Fastidios,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Franke,
Japan,
Derrick May,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Blancmange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gabor Szabo,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.