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 Iraq and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the techno 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Howard Jones,
Pantytec,
Todd Rundgren,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
Agent Orange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
The Fugs,
Basic Channel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
kango's stein massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Excepter,
Sister Nancy,
Chris Corsano,
The Toasters,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker,
Porter Ricks,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Whodini,
Arcadia,
Echospace,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
This Heat,
The United States of America,
Niagra,
the Human League,
Royal Trux,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Vogues,
John Holt,
Icehouse,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
Subhumans,
David Bowie,
Janne Schatter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Loose Ends,
Gregory Isaacs,
New Age Steppers,
Unrelated Segments,
The Searchers,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Cale,
Khruangbin,
Delta 5,
MC5,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.