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 Mexico and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the punk 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
The Gories,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Residents,
John Holt,
Nils Olav,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sight & Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
The Mummies,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Accadde A,
Minor Threat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick May,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Franke,
The Leaves,
Con Funk Shun,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
The Dead C,
Chrome,
Flipper,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
Unrelated Segments,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amazonics,
Black Moon,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
Skarface,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
Wally Richardson,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Scratch Acid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Ituana,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.