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 Tuvalu and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Andrew Hill to the grime 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
Liliput,
Japan,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
Josef K,
Eric Copeland,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
Mandrill,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Avey Tare,
Kurtis Blow,
The Blackbyrds,
K-Klass,
Barry Ungar,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Todd Terry,
The Pretty Things,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
Ludus,
Young Marble Giants,
John Lydon,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cybotron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scrapy,
The Evens,
Kayak,
Quadrant,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
Electric Prunes,
Agitation Free,
Janne Schatter,
X-Ray Spex,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
Moebius,
Massinfluence,
Chrome,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Judy Mowatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rekid,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.