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 Slovakia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Kool Moe Dee to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül,
Ten City,
The Beau Brummels,
Darondo,
Eli Mardock,
The Walker Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sound Behaviour,
Robert Wyatt,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Metal Thangz,
Accadde A,
The Trojans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suicide,
ABBA,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Deadbeat,
The Toasters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
The Index,
The Searchers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Bananas,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
Eurythmics,
DJ Style,
John Lydon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moby Grape,
Sam Rivers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
Lalo Schifrin,
Groovy Waters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lindisfarne,
The Misunderstood,
ABC,
Danielle Patucci,
The Move,
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.