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 Israel and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Moon,
KRS-One,
Piero Umiliani,
Rod Modell,
The Durutti Column,
Television,
ABC,
Amazonics,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cybotron,
Audionom,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
T. Rex,
Deepchord,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
Sarah Menescal,
Dennis Brown,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moody Blues,
Siglo XX,
Joyce Sims,
Quadrant,
The Slits,
Bad Manners,
Hardrive,
Q and Not U,
Archie Shepp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aloha Tigers,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Sheep,
Kas Product,
Qualms,
Spoonie Gee,
Albert Ayler,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mars,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
LL Cool J,
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sound Behaviour,
Colin Newman,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.