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 Namibia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Das Ding to the grime 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Stiv Bators,
Mo-Dettes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Newcleus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joy Division,
The Cowsills,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Jeff Lynne,
Pole,
The American Breed,
kango's stein massive,
Eve St. Jones,
MDC,
Patti Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Age Steppers,
Monks,
Slick Rick,
Mad Mike,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pantaleimon,
Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Q65,
Television Personalities,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MC5,
The Residents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sixth Finger,
Deepchord,
the Swans,
The Red Krayola,
Mark Hollis,
Adolescents,
Saccharine Trust,
Fear,
Grauzone,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Ornette Coleman,
Spoonie Gee,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.