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 Mali and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Gap Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
Bootsy Collins,
Sister Nancy,
Warsaw,
The Trojans,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joensuu 1685,
Laurel Aitken,
The Happenings,
Royal Trux,
Index,
Dark Day,
China Crisis,
Scientists,
Procol Harum,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
Idris Muhammad,
Mars,
Pussy Galore,
Minny Pops,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mission of Burma,
Nik Kershaw,
Main Source,
Swans,
The Pop Group,
Gong,
Marmalade,
Chris Corsano,
Television,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Piero Umiliani,
Ossler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pere Ubu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
Half Japanese,
The Fortunes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Barrington Levy,
Nirvana,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Music Machine,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
Terrestrial Tones,
Morten Harket,
Newcleus,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.