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 Korea South and from Lyon.
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 Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Banda Bassotti to the crunk 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Divine Comedy,
Negative Approach,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spoonie Gee,
JFA,
Infiniti,
Mark Hollis,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Bootsy Collins,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Desert Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Index,
The Vogues,
Anakelly,
Marvin Gaye,
Sixth Finger,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
Susan Cadogan,
The Victims,
Crime,
Brick,
48th St. Collective,
Arcadia,
Second Layer,
Kaleidoscope,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drive Like Jehu,
One Last Wish,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
Bill Wells,
Joy Division,
Black Flag,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most,
The Evens,
Goldenarms,
Peter & Gordon,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti 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.