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 Iran and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
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 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 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 Toni Rubio to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
Graham Central Station,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lakeside,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun City Girls,
UT,
The Martian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
Scratch Acid,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jacques Brel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fatback Band,
Scan 7,
Metal Thangz,
Camouflage,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Glenn Branca,
The Mummies,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
Zapp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
Anthony Braxton,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-101,
Monks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
Bad Manners,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Boz Scaggs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Darondo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smiths,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.