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 Philippines and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Swell Maps to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
Ronnie Foster,
Grey Daturas,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Khruangbin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
Anthony Braxton,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Soft Cell,
PIL,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick Morgan,
Heaven 17,
John Holt,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Knickerbockers,
Malaria!,
The Busters,
John Foxx,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skaos,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crash Course in Science,
The Music Machine,
Little Man,
The Young Rascals,
The American Breed,
Pierre Henry,
Chris & Cosey,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
K-Klass,
David Bowie,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pere Ubu,
Isaac Hayes,
Suicide,
Radiohead,
Section 25,
Goldenarms,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.