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 France and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 EPMD to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Moss Icon,
Donald Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cure,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
June of 44,
Mo-Dettes,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
Archie Shepp,
Bootsy Collins,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
Joe Smooth,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jawbox,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
David Axelrod,
Camberwell Now,
Juan Atkins,
U.S. Maple,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
Infiniti,
Sam Rivers,
Cymande,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Last Poets,
The Litter,
Alice Coltrane,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Wire,
Lou Reed,
The Skatalites,
Jerry's Kids,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Junior Murvin,
Fela Kuti,
Colin Newman,
The Golliwogs,
Eric Copeland,
The Knickerbockers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fire Engines,
Monks,
The New Christs,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Womack,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.