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 Zimbabwe and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ralphi Rosario to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Gang Starr,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
The Trojans,
The Divine Comedy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scratch Acid,
Quantec,
The Zeros,
Easy Going,
Moby Grape,
Derrick May,
Au Pairs,
Trumans Water,
Main Source,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soulsonic Force,
Make Up,
Simply Red,
Barrington Levy,
The Selecter,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Shuggie Otis,
Mad Mike,
The Invisible,
Joe Finger,
Robert Hood,
Jandek,
Infiniti,
The Misunderstood,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
The Dead C,
Lakeside,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cure,
Anakelly,
Arcadia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeru the Damaja,
Man Parrish,
Don Cherry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Sherman,
The Beau Brummels,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Toni Rubio,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Desert Stars,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.