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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Minnie Riperton to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Gong,
The Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
The Grass Roots,
Ludus,
Sister Nancy,
Alphaville,
Morten Harket,
Rotary Connection,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Evens,
T. Rex,
Sam Rivers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
Eddi Front,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
AZ,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
OOIOO,
Tommy Roe,
Supertramp,
Reuben Wilson,
Skriet,
Derrick Morgan,
Kas Product,
Main Source,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Sheep,
The Divine Comedy,
Ken Boothe,
Harmonia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stetsasonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Spoonie Gee,
Piero Umiliani,
R.M.O.,
The Knickerbockers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lalann,
Reagan Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The J.B.'s,
The Raincoats,
Ultravox,
Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dual Sessions,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.