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 Oman and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Accadde A,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
The Standells,
Audionom,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
The Divine Comedy,
Joensuu 1685,
Skaos,
Groovy Waters,
Lou Reed,
Franke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
Y Pants,
Massinfluence,
Idris Muhammad,
The Remains,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Byron Stingily,
Loose Ends,
The United States of America,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
Half Japanese,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
Infiniti,
X-Ray Spex,
Josef K,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Sherman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Liliput,
Main Source,
James White and The Blacks,
The Trojans,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slits,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeff Lynne,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.